The mind in unison with the soul,
Rising and rising,
Ascending the crags and the steeps
Of the mountainous path
Leading to Kailash amd Mansarovar.
Yoga, the union of the mind and the soul,
The body in unison with the soul,
A combination psychic and physical,
Mental and spiritual,
Transcendental and retreating.
Yoga is yoga, let it be,
One of the yogis
As for to, how to keep fit and healthy,
Do not give it a materialistic tinge
So that yoga remains it not yoga.
But turns it into bhoga
At the hands of the fake
Indian babajis and gurus,
Taking to otherwise,
Growing materialistic and physical.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem