Thru the tangle of branches, I
See clarity: A clear path to a pristine view of myself.
Stillness: A cozy wilderness. Enough. This — a morning of snowy Wonder, a candle lit to thoughtfulness.
Drifting: Thinking of all I love.
About so much goodness—here, Now. The field. All the colors: flowing shapes, shades
Music of my soul, Heart-Light, connections that I cherish
My inside-outside truth.
Safe and Free.
Yoga with Ann Lapo 
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