Love Is Our Yoga

As I meditate upon the Void and through the portal,

I think to our love and how it grows a bit everyday. 

I think how we have fed the elephant,

one peanut at a time, and continue to do so in love;

we are fast approaching our first year, 

and joy and gratitude come to heart and mind... 

we, now a couple, twins, the cut apple has found its tree 

and begins to root now because it can finally grow;

in the sunshine of your love, this love is our yoga...

and this is what I meditate upon into the empty Void 

as I pour myself out into the waters of the ether,

cast out like breadcrumbs, and returned victorious with the tides...

your love for me, my love for you, bonded, 

even after the great denial forced upon us by others, they, 

defeated, routed, slain...never again to hold power or sway

over us in this life or the next 

as we have broken their spells, indeed broken their backs.

And I drift upwards yet again...in a Kundalini awakening

to our love...the power of which hath driven me here 

and propelled me unto you.