Yoga Monster

You wake up in the morning in a panic state, like Drew Barrymore on her fifty-first date.

You ask yourself to love, to hate, to appreciate humanities state, what’s my fate?

This social anxiety has me like a fish on a hook I took the bait.

All this art in my head Van Gogh’s painting “The Bedroom”, enough said.

I dug a garden grew some house plants.

I learned the lesson of the ants.

I learned to bark and purr, and watch the heavens stir, and I became a yoga monster.

I’ll take you through cat cow watch you moo and then purr.

I’ll help you set your body free like Rodney Yee.

I’ll help you get your third eye sight right so you can sleep at night.

So when you wake up in the morning in a panic state, you say , I choose to love not hate, I choose to appreciate.

I choose to have faith in my fate.

Because…… time becomes void when you are limitless.

You must expand your consciousness, it becomes universal.

This is not a breath or dress rehearsal its a soul reversal towards the infinite.

And you are heaven sent.