Jeremy Toombs writes

Freedom

“Freedom,” he said.
My head rose up
in recognition of desire
to go through, “go beyond.”
“Freedom,” he said.
I heard it ring through.

This was said by a yogi in India. A magical man was he. Spiritual. He asked a group of us foreigners if we’d like to come to his yoga class. I said no and walked on down the road. He caught up with me, but really he just appeared beside me and asked me again. I found myself saying “yes,” not against my will, but certainly not with any consideration by my conscious mind. 


Pull Together, Push Apart -- Miguel Angel Godoy