Little Yogi

I step onto my mat determined to be

Someone new off the mat, someone I’ve yet to see

A mountain is never changing strong and tall

I stand and imagine myself growing taller than my wall

Moving into triangle pose I become a shape I know

I see them in my body I draw them in the snow.

Next my friends warriors one two and three

Challenge me to conquer, to be brave and free.

As a playful dog I come to lift my hips up high

Relax my head and awaken my soul to again try...

To kick into headstand with will power so great

Confidence boosted, focused, my legs ever straight

Sitting now, balancing as a boat steady sturdy and strong

Feeling my confidence lifted I can do no wrong

Relaxed a little I stretch my legs in front of me

Back straight as a staff, I breath carefree.

Then sit as a butterfly with feet on the ground,

A graceful creature ever changing resting right now.

As a candle’s flame is supported by the wax underneath

My arms lift my body up, toes upward as I quietly breathe.

Lastly I lie down thinking upon every single pose

Remembering as I breathe softly through my nose.

Now I step off my mat different than before

my practice changed me from when I touched this floor