I bled into the music.
I danced like I have never danced before at 39.
I realized I still have the fire in me, and I will let no one
Smite it out!
and I bled all over the place.
I felt a bend and a whisp,
A wind and Spirit,
Let me dance it all out...
For it had been contained within me too long!
and I cried! I leaped, and I pulled, and I felt it...
I felt it...
a releasing.
A letting go,
Of all I had contained but could not shake...
all I tried to shake that became rocks in my muscle and bones.
All I could not excavate and root out, simply on my own.
I needed you, Spirit.
You Fire!
I needed You!
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