mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved through raw beauty and magic of yoga
“For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart.
It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.” ~ Judy Garland
Swimming into the depths of my own soul
Unconsciously meeting another on a stroll
Warm thoughts race in and out the mind
Emanating a glow our souls now entwined.
Stumbling in a fall as one holds the other
No promises to keep neither now or forever
Never apart only setting the truth free
Waiting with fate for what is meant to be.
Plunging inward while patience dare teach
New and old learnings unfold within a reach
The hearts widen and beat with a smile
Lingering on time is all worth the while.
Awakening each day my heart grows with you
Does your heart grow with mine, too?
Letting go of fears our souls come alive
Strolling souls now deeper into the dive.