Yoga in a Time of Climate Change

The wind today

is so ferocious

blowing too tame a word

it howls, but even that

feels too mild

a descriptor for this sound

wailing comes a little closer.

As we lie in savasana

surrendering on the mat

I think of air, the heart’s element

and the wailing sounds

like the earth’s heart

breaking in a spasm of torment

because her children

have lost their way.