My Mountain pose was a mudslide.
My Goddess was plebeian.
This out-of-body experience
was not mine.
I was in the hands of another.
Some yogi or yogini in the studio was
manipulating me with unkind intentions.
Did I take their favorite spot?
Was my Ujjayi breathing creating sound waves
from the wrong ocean?
Even my Happy Baby had colic.
And in Savasana, on my back,
I lost my balance and was knocked out.
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Editor: Travis May
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