I sit and I stare into space ,
with a sore back needing to find some grace.
I think to myself what can I do ,
To keep my self healthy and to not feel blue .
Yoga , I yell ...
what can it hurt ,so what the hell.
I am sad and sore ,
so I sit on the floor .
I stretch and breath ,
I bend and breath ,
In and out
Up and down .
I try to think of nothing at all .Do you know how hard it is to think of nothing at all?
But still I stretch and breath ,
In and out .
I bend and breath ,
Up and down .
Is it working ? Sure it is I fell better , and now my back doesn't hurt ,and my mind is empty. Probably not the deep lingering concept for Yoga but , I feel better . Isn't that all that matters?
A tunnel my daughter and made her first trip to Boone . (Just sharing memories ....) |
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