In the quiet breath of dawn,
As the world softly stirs awake,
I find a stillness deep and calm,
In gentle poses that souls partake.

The mat beneath a sacred space,
Where mind and body intertwine,
In each stretch, a silent grace,
A harmony that feels divine.

With every pose, a story told,
Of ancient wisdom, timeless peace,
My spirit dances, free and bold,
In movements that will never cease.

As sunlight kisses tranquil earth,
Within this practice, I am whole,
A journey inward, a rebirth,
Yoga, the healing of the soul.