Through the Window

In my living room

While lying on my back

On the couch,

I can gaze through the window

Past the roof of the house,

Past the bright green leaves

Of the lofty trees

Gently swaying in the breeze,

Past the endlessly changing forms

Of the brilliant white clouds

Slowly drifting by,

I can gaze through the window

Into the unfathomable infinity

Of the wondrous deep blue sky.


This is my favorite place

To read about ancient Yoga.


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