Morning Yoga in a Cherry Blossom Park​

My mat sits on grass, surrounded by cherry blossoms that drift down like pink snow. I flow through poses as the sun rises, listening to birds and the soft rustle of petals. The air smells of jasmine, sweet and calm. A group of elders does tai chi nearby, and we smile at each other. This yoga isn’t just exercise—it’s harmony, where body and nature feel as one.​

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