Ballad of the Yoga Sub

I know you love your teacher

Because I love her too

How her soft voice

Weaves poses and ideas together

Like a blanket

The warp and the weft

In perfect alignment

Creating such a beautiful pattern

Warm and comforting

How you leave feeling looser and lighter

Having escaped your monkey mind

For ninety precious minutes

Yeah, well, I’m not her

Maybe I have been sent by the universe

To test you

How are you doing with that?

Because life comes at you

In unexpected ways

Zagging when you wanted a zig

Upsetting your big plans

Never the same as last time

And you’ll only know how

You handle it

if

you

stay