To Be Fit

To center myself through the day,
I let all the world fall away…
My whole consciousness
curls into itself,
disarming the furious fray.

Amazing well-being I find,
curls out of the Infinite Mind.
With sweetest success,
abundantly blessed,
from chaos to vision so kind!


More
Limerick-style
stanzas here, this time in response to the first Quadrille of 2017. Björn’s prompt is “curl.” Try one of your own, and read responses over at
dVerse.

17 thoughts on “To Be Fit

  1. Love this limerick! Made me smile. It also brought to mind (silly though this may seem) the peace of mind I get from yoga, and that curled up downward dog pose 🙂

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