Flower of Yoga
Added 2024-04-09 20:00:03 +0000 UTCIn a field of darkness, she finds her light,
Bound by beauty, tied to earth tonight.
Her arms extended like an artist's pose,
A canvas for the roses that grow close.
The petals whisper secrets that no one knows,
As they rest upon her skin, in silent rows.
In this world of shadows and stark white light,
She blooms, a rose-tied yogini, with grace and might.
Her body's bridge between the heavens and earth,
A dance between freedom and being bound to birth.
This is not a prison; it's an offering, a prayer,
Wrapped in roses, she finds her way to love and care.
For amidst the thorns and the prick of defeat,
She rises like the rose, unyielding, yet sweet.
In this image of stillness and strength combined,
We see the beauty of a soul that is truly divine.
