☯ open to the new

for ten days

for the first time in my life

I slept under canvas:

tree shadows from the sun

and the moon:

nestled in a forest by the Pyrenees:

cicadas sing and birds call:

fireflies light meandering pathways:

owls hoot by night:

after breakfast

the sound of a conch horn

calls us up the hill

for yoga:

our pilgrimage:

as I breathe in the forest air

I gaze up at the blue sky:

these views from my red yoga mat:

when I journeyed up the winding road 

from En Durou

to Viveka:

to be continued ....