Sunday morning reflection in the middle of a Pilates class // Reflexión matutina de domingo en medio de una clase de Pilates:


Love is an act of Will
Will is an act of Love
The centre of my Will
Is in the core of my body
So it sprouts like a young tree
In the middle of my belly button

El Amor es un acto de Voluntad
La Voluntad es un acto de Amor
El corazón de mi Voluntad
Está en el centro de mi cuerpo
Y  surge como árbol joven
En el medio de mi ombligo

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