A poem I wrote at yoga

i like to find
i've opened time
and made it big
so it doesn't matter 
anymore

i like to hear
the clamor clear
and really start
to listen

i like to hope
beyond hope
that after this
there is a this
still to be

but then again
i start to sin
and stumble

which is when
i like to find
i've opened time
and made it big
so it doesn't matter 
anymore