• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 05

Yoga

Sun salutations on the stained-glass floor.
What if we fall?
Inhale. Exhale.
Planck.
No slipping.
No trembling.
Breathe with indifference
and poise.
My hands are slipping.
Inhale.
Open up, with your face to the sky.
Don't let your hands sweat.
Exhale.
This is not an experiment.
Let go.
Inhale. Exhale.
Relax.

Love and ignore
the ones who fall.

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