Post yoga poem…

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All the parts of me
that eyes can never see
are doing a happy dance.

Neither girl or boy
the true me is perfect joy
rockin’ out when given a chance

The mirror shows me
alone on my mat
breathing and flowing
From dog to cat

Finding openings
that night had closed
becoming myself
As I posed

Body moving in time
controlled and calm
mind awake to the sublime
connecting is the balm

I came to find out what I need
not to name or judge but heed
I knew that I had found it
when I realized..

inside I was dancing

                                ~Kiddo

S.k.Y.

S.k.Y. My yoga

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