Alex has been feeling poetic lately so here is another gem of his. 🙂 He would also like me to add that despite my negativity lately, that we have had some good times too!
Withdraw the sense organs from
the sound of beeping rickshaw’s lawnmower engine: putt putt,
the sight of pink and lime green house’s sidewalk chalk mandala,
the smell of incense, flowers, and many species’ dung,
the taste of coconut water rushing down the throat,
the feeling of slipping on sandals after saying goodbye.
Rather, be still in asana,
in the tight scrum on the shala’s steps,
in passing the hot idle afternoon or the endless pre-dawn.
The mind is fit for concentration (on a toddler).