Wendell Berry - Dec 10, Iyengar II

This piece has a slightly “childish” tone (it’s the rhyming), and a profound message. Wraps up a good bit of Patanjali’s Yoga Sutra’s in a very digestible package…read for Kurmasana, the tortoise.

The Terrapin

The terrapin and his house are one.

Though he may go, he's never gone.

He's housed within, from nose to toe:

A door. a floor, and no window.

There's little room; the light is dim;

His furniture is only him.

He sits alone, says naught aloud;

Where no guest comes, a thought’s a shout.

He pokes along; he’s in no haste;

He has no map and no suitcase;

He has no worries, and no woes,

For where he is is where he goes.

Ponder this wonder under his dome.

Who, wandering, is always home.