A Moment in Shavasana
mind & soul
blooming
into one
imbue lavender
on skin
a sweet touch
resting and rooted
into one’s heart
an indescribable emotion
of charm
light fragrant
weaves gently
as beads drop
the rock has never appreciated
the tenderness
it now knows
touched ever so slightly
yet leaving
an everlasting touch
Namasté
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