In the neighborhood park there is a yoga class in progress
You see women seated in the lotus pose with their eyes closed, all dressed
In aesthetically appealing yoga clothing, on the whole they portray
A picture of bliss, you presume they are glad to be free today
From the drudgery of domestic life, you have no idea what lies
In their minds as they sit with crossed legs and closed eyes…
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One of them is regretting not having run
A load of laundry before her class, another one
Is obsessing over whether her toddler has been fed
By her husband- she wonders if he is still in bed
One woman is worried about running out of time to prepare
Lunch for her guests (in-laws)- they expect a lavish fare
Another one is anxious about a work presentation due the next day
She intended to miss this class, but has shown up anyway
Yet another one worries whether her teenager woke up timely
To get to the volunteering event where he was supposed to be..
These women are ostensibly meditating right now
This weekend morning yoga class is meant to allow
Them to set aside their responsibilities and let go of stress
Unfortunately the invisible burden they carry this class fails to address…
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I hope there are some women in the group who can actually meditate
Who have truly left their worries behind, and are able to concentrate
On what they are here to do, but they seem to be
Unfortunately, in a distinct minority
Passion...unbridled 