Christmas holds the gift

For years before she could not feel it

Lost in the snowy haze

Of her mind, she could not see it.

Selfish and contrived

Never by choice, but by sculpted faith

Or lack thereof, she wandered

Distracted from her place.

Here she has a home

With or without her knight

It’s more than she could bear

Her tears of joy followed by the sight —

Of a wish to have her heart

All to herself again

It may be in his hands —

Though, with love of self, she wins.


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Joanna Fanuko

Joanna is an aligned vinyasa RYT-200 certified yoga instructor registered with Yoga Alliance. Joanna's mission is to bring the teaching of yoga to everybody in an accessible, welcoming and gentle way. Check out for services, blogs and updates on all things yoga. Namaste.

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