James Wright - May 23, 2022 Iyengar I/II

So far the new studio doesn’t have a cricket. Something I will miss about teaching from my home studio - the comradeship of the crickets.

Love Song to a Morning

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The cricket trills endlessly.

I bow to his patience.

How much joy the honeybee

Leaves to the flower!

And he plunges, laboring

In the heat of the mine.

Now the cricket is hurrying

His song. Is there yet more spring?

Whoever loses all this, loses himself.

So much green, and the field mine!

Heaven that the eye cannot fathom:

It is love that wins you.

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