You Are

   

You are

not on earth

to change this dream.
You are here

to awaken.

Your first step contains

all the others.
A pilgrim arrives before the journey begins.

This body is not a guesthouse

but a sanctuary
at the end of every path.

Your bones are corridors

that lead to heavenly places.

Rest where you are.
Perfect asanas arise

from the spin of an atom.
Momentum is the Mother.

Why all this effort, friend? 

Stars entangled in the shining blackness of your hair
effuse the scent of midnight jasmine.

Are you not

the silent radiance

you’ve been praying to?

 

Image: by Rashani Réa