Endless minutes spent on the mat
Breathing life force into pockets of tenderness
Healing the fractures, both inside and out
Accepting the limits, but nudging the boundaries
Expansion is inevitable.
Savasana arrives not a moment too soon
Muscles are worked, the body is in tune
Sweet relaxation must be the last step
To process, to rest, mind aware
At the end of the practice, my body anew
fingers, toes wriggling, eyes closed and unmoved,
a reluctant return to what lies beyond doors.
If I could, I’d choose darkness, just
one minute more.
Turning, arising, I find palms at heart center,
One om, elevation of vibrations together.
Eyes finally open, the candlelight greets me.
This transition, now soothing, now welcomed,