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| Poetry and quotations Do you like to write or read poetry inspired by your yoga practice? Here is a space to share your own poems, or to share poems or brief quotations which are spiritually inspiring. |
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Join Date: Jan 2002
Posts: 243
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Citta
The mind is driving again, round the bend,
into the ditch, careening for the County Fair. She is out of control, like a child in a toy store. She is mesmerized by the sights, the sounds, the textures of the world. She wants to know, to explore, to discover! Limitlessly she reaches, in constant motion, like a ship upon the sea. I used to let her drive me. She used to drive me mad with her ceaseless hunting; prowling and pouncing on shadows like a cat let out of doors. She drove me away with her flights of fantasy. I found myself, paralyzed by vertigo; like looking through the wrong end of a telescope from a hot air balloon. When she drove, I was driven to distraction and wheeled in circles, like a dog chasing it's tail. But now I choose to stay home when she goes for a ride. She enjoys them better that way, and I don't feel carsick. When she returns home and tells me about her adventure, I can enjoy the tale, without being taken for a ride. Copyright Chandra 2002 |
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