April

I've been participating in a yoga immersion experience (to go deeper with the Self), and our teacher asked us to describe what April was like for us. I was grateful she urged the contemplation and reflection. This is what came out: 

April

Ebb and flow, 

a dance in the rains

The storms stirring at my core

Time moves forward yet these thoughts pull me back

Memories of long ago, bubbling to the surface…

It’s not time that is the test; it is the test that robs my time.

It’s not whether I mind being free; it’s whether I choose to free my mind.

Lessons from long ago, bubbling to the surface…

New perspective

April