Morning Yoga in a Cherry Blossom Park in Seoul
My mat sits on the 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 and cherry, sweet and calming. 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, mind, and nature meet in perfect peace.