《Yoga》
Your face is hard,
they think you are a loveless wench
To me you are like a lover’s song
gentle as the spring breeze
Like a mango tree in full bloom
every leaf hides a delicious fruit
Such bare and scarce ways
did your progenitor describe you:
folks would never know
the luscious lass that you are
Clothed in rough and common raiment,
who could dream
of the uncommon possibility
that you are?
I spied and pursued you
with a stout heart
Waiting and wooing
for lifetimes three
Trailing you through terrain unknown
of untold pain and sweetness too
The very journey has left me so complete—
the creation and creator are within me
Can no more see the world without you
– Sadhguru
《瑜伽》
你的脸庞神情坚毅
他们以为你是个没有爱的少妇
于我，你就像一首情人的歌曲
如春天的微风般温柔
像一棵绽放的芒果树
每一片叶子下都藏着美味的果实
你的先辈
直白而罕见地指出：
人们永远也不会知道
你是散发着何等芬芳的少女
穿着粗糙的普通衣服
谁能想到
你是那
非凡的可能性？
带着一颗坚定的心
我密探你，追寻你
用了三世时间
等待你，恳求你
也带着难言的痛苦和甜蜜
在无人知晓的地方跟随你的足迹
这一趟旅程使我完整
在我的内在创造物和造物主同在
这世间无处没有你的临在
— 萨古鲁
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