Dancing

(for Taylor)

Her radiance——
before blood shifts its flow
before ears capture the beat
before toes make a move
before feet know their rhythm
——dances with the twirl
of the cosmos

startech1:

Summer’s flower

samsaranmusing:

Embers in the Sea: I had a strange experience sitting alone on the rocks near La Jolla Shores one evening. Just off shore there is a vast kelp forest and this forest, like all forests, is filled with hidden life. One of the creatures which makes the forest its home is a peculiar little fish with an even more peculiar manner of reproducing. The females lay eggs on the stalks of the kelp and then on a particular moonlight night the males, all at once, release their sperm into the water where it is carried to the eggs by the currents and the tide. The water foams white and the air is filled with the scent of sex. 

I sat, enraptured by the experience, watching the moonlight trip along the ripples on the water when suddenly I was presented with a grand spectacle. Lights, thousands maybe even millions of darting. skipping lights. It was as if each of the tiny lives in the water were suddenly luminescent, white, orange, yellow and blue they moved like embers from a bonfire. Suddenly I was transfixed. I was overwhelmed by the sensation of life. I realized that these little lives dancing and darting about were a single life and only appeared to be separate. Then the realization came to me like lightening from a clear sky. All life is part of this larger being. All life is one. Not in some mystical metaphorical sense but in a very real and concrete sense. Suddenly, I was no longer alone and I never have been since.

We live here

where waterfalls and puddles
of oozy mud
and rain droplets and misty fog in the leaves
and dew pearls around petals
and coffee
are, really, all the same thing

Where typhoons and hurricanes and floods
and sunrise and the moon
and gusts of wind that sail hats and boats
tugging scarves and
soaring eagle wings
happen

Where smiles
and tears
and laughter
and eyes that sparkle and flow
in the depths of your being
brown and gold
green and gray
blue and pooling
black orbs and silver points
blink in pairs
trillions of times over

Blood coursing through the heart
air billowing through the lungs
a giggle enchanting the universe

In the yard
Each day
that a hen lays her egg,
when she has brought the egg to the day,
she dances and clucks
announcing the egg

and sometimes the rooster
joins her
dancing and clucking
around the egg

ah, what to celebrate
next?

Dancing and Singing

creating
recognizing
honoring
new thoughts
new energies
new vibrations

have-faith-always:

Twill Falls, West Virginia.