yoga’s ism

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz

Yoga’s Ism

a brush with shadow
serene
no dreams awaken
just love pouring from
the lips of my soul

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thanks jacob!

ya i like that line too. yoga sometimes brings gems my way.

regards,
al

"from the lips of my soul"

i wish i had written that line, Al.
j.

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Added on January 27, 2018
Last Updated on January 27, 2018

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