
08/01/2025
August arrives with a golden glow,
Warm winds whisper, soft and slow.
Sunrise stretches, steady and deep,
Calling the soul from summer sleep.
On the mat, we pause and breathe,
Let go of what we used to believe.
Flowing through fire, grounded in grace,
Finding stillness in August’s embrace.
Yoga reminds us—come back to now.
With heart wide open and furrowed brow.
This month, may we move and mend,
With breath as our guide, and peace as our friend.
See you on the mat!