DAY 20
Diary entry 2nd May -Yoga 2pm : Finola Scott
Spine trunk straight
tap root burrows
deep
finds certainty.
The floor dissolves
and toes turn filigree.
Roots tangle soil,
tickle beetles
grip sure.
Limbs branch to explore,
embrace the firmament
beyond the hall's ceiling.
Leaves sun-seek, gather
lightness warmth.
Bark firms, armours
against life's slings.
Below, sweet sap rises.
Now Heartwood is steady.
Breathe
Why are 90% of photographs of Yoga participants all young and slim ? (ED)
Parting words : Carol Price
Your parting words.
Probably rehearsed.
Finality assumed.
'Enjoy your life',
you said.
Another command.
That was your way.
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