Marc O'Maolain

Fear of expressing what my heart feels

Dread of dead metaphors
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Savasana

Hardest yoga posture of all
To just lie still and let it fall
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Falling like rose petals, releasing my pain

Sweat falls from me like Divine rain
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Ishvara Pranidhana

Surrender ego and gain the world
Beyond my self, the Self unfurled
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In Lotus

I fear that I will never be
Sitting in Lotus comfortably
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Sadhaka

No a yogi, no not me
Content an aspiurant to be
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Dhanurasana

What once was hard now seems to me
A joy, a comfort, setting free
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Ode to Spring

Verdant scent upon the air
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Passing by to hearth and home

Alone in cars they hurry
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I love, yes, I think I do

Or maybe not, my love is true
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Iamb, trochee, left unstressed

Decameter, pentameter, words unblessed
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Inside that body

Precious treasure in a chest
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Jai Yi, brilliant mind

Inscrutable what lies there
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Dark hair cut short – nice

Eyes gleam like deep, still water
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Mudra of peace, mudra of love
Complete the circuit
To Samadhi above
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Complete the circuit divine
Hands and fingertips touch
With gratitude both yours and mine
We chant gently, saying much
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When my voice has faded
And I am dead and gone
If all my love seems jaded
And all my dreams prove wrong
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This is actually lyrics for a song I wrote, in a more lugubrious phase of my life...

Key of G,3/4 time
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Another sad song from the lugubrious phase of my life...gotta write these down while I remember them, since I rarely play them anymore

Key of D
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