In quest

I am at a cross road facing uncertainty of which one to take as a daughter - masterly inactivity or full on war?

On my mat

Transforming with teacher's call

From Tadasana 

To Savasana

I transform

To trace essence 

Of my core;

I align

And re-align

In Veerbhadrasana 

From warring pose one

To two 

I'm humbled as warrior

In surrender to You

I finally lay and listen

To hear

Guru within 

Speak in whisper

Asking to direct all that

I got in that moment 

The peace,  the deliverance 

To my heart's quest.

It asks to visualise

With closed eyes 

On my chidakasha 

Who, what that might be?

As ripples of thought

Smoothen 

I see it rise to surface 

One face -

It's her 

in a peace slumber

Ammi may you be at peace and be loved always!