P was so tired and drained after a week’s hard work in Uni.. He needed to unwind and get his energy back. He pondered on what options he had to get him back on the rails again…
He took up a book, but not a page could he read;
His body and mind were tired indeed.
Lethargy engulfed him, his nerves were frayed,
He tried the radio, the TV, but his attention strayed;
So closing his eyes he curled in his bed;
But despite his invites, slumber desisted.
The violin he played and felt totally drained,
The neighbour complained: he and his cat were pained;
He listened to music and sang some songs,
His energy flow petered out as billabongs;
He sat in the sun and lay in the gloom
But fatigue still seemed to be his doom.
Then he sipped some wine, inspiration dawned on him:
He breathed in and breathed out, deep breathing in rhythm;
He stretched and contorted in postures of yoga:
The dog, the tiger, the butterfly and cobra
And flat on his mat in the ‘shavaasana’ pose,
Depicting a corpse but he snored through the nose.
From deep sleep when he later woke
He rushed to grab a drink of coke;
The drink down his throat he brimmed with energy;
He was back to life, courtesy synergy?
Or the coke, the slumber, the yoga or the wine?
Your guess I’d say, is as good as mine!