A POEM FOR GURUJI

Forever sweating with your leg behind your head

I'm sure you would much rather be in Padmasana instead

breathing deeply amongst other sounds,

the soft counting of Guruji, his lotus feet upon the ground

All matter of judgement is cast away from here

Fly above the aching bodies, breath it in....breath it out.

Watch the freedom dance around the room, Guruji can see it,

Floating and gliding, circling his head

drifting in and out of his mind - so perfectly designed

He chuckles as it lingers around a humble student, always a step behind

then coming back to drift around his mind

A burst of colour light and song

as the students echo Guruji's OM

I wonder the thoughts his head creates even just to ponder on

I'm sure they are more complicated than just a simple OM

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By India Scott (at 13 years)
From http://www.stillpointyoga.co.nz/news.cfm?id=131

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Until the next stillpoint.