Yogi Butterflies
Those little butterflies tapping their wings
Flew in my sunroom without any sound
The routine, the breath and the consciousness
Three little things together brought the union
The series of Pawanmukasana came into action
Nevertheless, brought stillness in the minds
A stretch in the morning that opened the heart
A bend in the joint that lengthened the height
A twist in the spine that brighten the mind
A smile on the face that blossoms the world
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