Surya Namaskar - Patanjali's Lost Sutras

First motion is practiced at sunrise
With devout courage and humble strength,
Unobserved, unguided, and alone.

First motion glides over the accent.
Some say swan dive, some jack-knifed tractor trailer,
Balanced graceful as a feather on the sharp edge of a sword.

First motion goes down with a karma chaser.
Repeat until you leave with empty pockets.
First motion isn’t drunk, just happy-go-lucky.

First motion is taken as given, 
Today, and the day after today, and tomorrow.
Having so prepared, one is ever poised to face battle.
As Prince Arjuna knows, this world is no place for pussies.
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