A poem

It’s the first time
It appeared
In the form of a dream
So vivid
So colorful
So true

And it’s the first time
I believe
This is what
I need to
Do

Unfolds
Untold

I am consumed by it
It’s willing
to swallow me whole
If I surrender
Just surrender

It’s happening
My life’s calling

It’s happening
My faith’s crawling

Awake
Awake

It’s the first time
It appeared
In the form of a dream
So vivid
So colorful
So true

And it’s the first time
I believe
This is what
I need to
Do

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About yogirookie

I'm a young mother, living the real life, full of double double toil and trouble. I find that the woes of life do nothing for a soul searching for balance and that's where yoga comes in. I am by no means disciplined and intense spirituality makes me uncomfortable, but what might seem like a small step to some, if actually a giant leap for me.
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2 Responses to A poem

  1. Great poem. I enjoyed reading it.

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