Do a dance
of sageness
the memory of trees breathing your spine
new tempo ancient
pulsing your unfettered feet sentient
hugging
earth breathing.
Do a dance of mysteries
thickly layering rivulets
exultation, confusion, boredom, loss, redemption, nothingness, enchantment
birthing
dreams
failed
followed
textured and traced
golden paths entrancing
the faceless
believers and faithless.
Do a dance beautifully ugly
thunderously serene
coolly intense
each moment glittering suspended
evanescently eternal
as you hunker
your twinkling eyes wise
masterful
swirling your pot spiraling acceptance
to life’s rhythm ineffable
babies gurgle murmuring mountains
as lovers splash
wind-howled waves.
Rub your cackling hands
thrillingly
emollient of all that
joy magic.
Do that dance,
yes,
do that dance now.
Only the cheerful soul will dance all the time. And you are one, Sirena. I love you use of words–very creative. Here are some of my favorite: Beautifully ugly, thunderously serene.
Thank you so much. Dancing is such a gift, and inspiration. I’m grateful to you for all of your generous support, Uzoma. Hope all’s well with you!
Just magical, Sirena.
Wow. I am humbled, truly. Thank you. xo
Also, thank you for providing a big dollop of inspiration for this piece. xo
dancers feet!
You betcha! Thanks for noticing :).