They stood on the sand near the water's edge: Warrior, upward facing dog, locust, king pigeon and hero. In front of them, a fitness trainer urged the members of the group to stretch higher and arch their backs further while paying attention to the energy rising through their bodies.
Light from the newly risen sun gave definition to the sinewy muscles that stretched and twisted as the members of the yoga class moved from one stance to the next. Warrior morphed to king pigeon as the ocean waves surged rhythmically to shore. Upward facing dog transformed to hero as sandpipers raced between clumps of sea foam.
Sweat glistened on the bodies of the morning stretchers but they were oblivious; lost in their inner peace.
I silently wished them success in maintaining that peace during the day and continued on my own walking journey to zen.
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