Yogis on the beach in Varkala - Poem

I watch them from afar

I see them perform

Flow into asana

Following the form

I wonder if they seek

The divinity within

Or a body so sleek

Sculptured and slim

The uninitiated stare

The earth moves for the show

Spiritual states in disrepair

In a morning’s dusty glow

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