I wanted to practice Yoga. You told me to relax.
I wanted to learn postures. You had me sculpt clay.
I wanted to study the breath. You hiked me to a cliff.
I wanted to rule behavior. You showed me doshas.
When I was into stillness, you had me perform on stage.
And when I looked for the moving Force, you got me to painters.
When I thought of doing, you schooled me to receive from the Universe.
And when I ignored my creative self, you exposed the verses of my heart.
When I was growing roots on my mat, you had me plunge into the river.
And when I had no idea of my worth, you built me a temple of petals.
I wanted answers. You taught me to search.
I wanted to learn Yoga. You taught me to enjoy life.
[Received the bulk 4 juillet 2017, during practice]