Melody of Yoga
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i climb inside my breath meeting purple light
bow of spine humming a gently- kissed timber,
toes, fingers stray along lyres of inner flight
on rippled hushes wading softly, chants glimmer;
even rain’s tunes outside succumb to soul’s night,
tempo of diaphragm lilts, whispers flutter
god of peace chimes, ascending inwardly
beaming with glow, i meet heaven's symphony
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Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2011
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