This Sacred Space

Sacred space,

this room,

where soft lamps cast soft shadows of figures wrapped in wombs of yoga mats.

Where strains of sax of flute or pipe become ribbons of light waving through the wild night.

Outside,

the darkness, cold,

the snow.

Brief days, long nights of uncertainty.

Inside,

only the rhythm of our breath.

We reach beyond,

we come home.

Jai Bhagwan

is whispered as we depart.

I honor the light and the dark in your heart.

Written by:  Kathy Keena~a yogini, a student and most importantly, a friend at Simply Yoga

Poem inspired by a class taken at Simply Yoga on Monday, December 22, 2008