| He
walks onto the roof
with a step as light as the clouds
susetting in pinky oranges.
as solid as the mountains
silhouetting the horizons.
Each
of his years
gathered untold treasures
to now share a special laughter
a movement spelled into breath
a rest filled pause
a stretch towards infinity.
Our
bodies follow his intention
we expand beneath the skies and birds soaring
while he weaves patterns amongst us
a gentle coach
a wise teacher
a model.
As
skies grow dark
lights shine on the roof
and in the atoms of our bodies.
Galaxies
keep spinning
all the while
nebulae are born and explode
we transcend limits
grace our limbs
we move from darkness into the light
from death into immortality -
asanas fold and unfold
with breath and repose.
...bhargo
devasya dhe mahee...
Shanti
to all the worlds and all beings radiates from his blessed
roof
where he plants and nurtures
kernels of peace
joy
love
expansion,
seeds of walking in beauty out and inner
for all times
all spaces
all vibrations.
I
am happy, Dr.Rao, I am happy.
Izabel
Sonia Ganz
September 4, 2002. |