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Feb 2016
Together we ascend and descend
on this joyous swing!
Bouncing our feet on earth and leaping back,
we stretch ourselves skyward,
swinging down and swinging up—
our cheeks touching,
your
anklets jingling,
blue skirt swishing,
tresses blowing,
we go
swinging down and swinging up,
swinging down and swinging up,
till we touch—
heart in mouth—
a free space—
sans space—
where time and gravity tapers to a stop—
like when in the interlude between two wing beats,
the void between two heartbeats—
and we cling to each other and exult—
Jugum! Yuj!
The word yoga comes from the Sanskrit root Yuj—Jugum in Latin.
The etymological sense of the word is union, yoke.
This poem to me is about getting yoked to the whole there is.
The exultation of that moment.
P Venugopal
Written by
P Venugopal  Trivandrum, Kerala, India
(Trivandrum, Kerala, India)   
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