and smile at my self, the lioness

inside me smiles back, shining

through my eyes, pure love

She roars now, deep inside and

shares her self unmitigated by 

the fears and emotions that used

to prevent the oneness I now feel

I am my true self now, a goddess

walking the earth with gentle steps

true love and compassion radiate

my soul's love towards the planet

darting through the branches of

the old willow tree in my back yard

and packs down in the garden

Snow blanket covers the earth,

and for a moment everything is

the perfection only winter can 

give the earth in pristine crystals

The world seems so quiet now

as if all creatures breathe softly

slowly, like snowflakes darting

down from dark grey clouds

soft breeze plays with the
willow's leaves, sunlight reflects
on my eyes, sheer bliss

no clue how many
syllables each word has, I
just haiku for fun

phone is not ringing
dell man promised to call
bad for his karma?

Tapping from the same
Source
Muse whispers softly, the stillness
inspires me to find the true self
inside of me. I write, my hand, the
full expression of the yoga inside me,
soft breath flows as if it is, in itself, an asana

Peace
The pen glides over the paper. As I write, still
breeds within me as each word slides onto the
soft cream paper, as if the ink is the water
charging the beach that is my paper.

Compassion
The child inside me, the one who bought a
small book to write her big thoughts in
now can EXPRESS and I see she is,
in truth, my soul

Complete
I am, says the writer
with a smile, the
yogi smiles back
in
stillness