Posted in dance

I’m kissed by the moon…

walk in on magic

I walk in on magic,
the kind
that gently blends…
It scatters
somber fragments,
and delicately
Caressing me
with pastels,
I’m kissed
by the moon,
and I dance
in its aura
across the
caramel dunes…
I bask in the softness
of opaline shades,
saturated by wonder,
I watch
as daylight fades…

Posted in dance

Standing on the edge of time…

“There is a whole other world here as well, operating in higher vibration”
― Paul Selig, The Book of Truth: The Mastery Trilogy: Book II

cosmic tidesStanding on the edge
of time
with no reason
or rhyme…

just to touch
the cosmic seas,
as kindness
pours down
with ease…

to feel the thunder
of changing tides,
and grasp the
as love abides…

to see
in the vast expanse,
and be given to
this sacred


Posted in dance

If I had wings…

summer soltice

If I had wings
I would fly to you,
over dark vistas,
passed Timbuktu…

I’d walk
on rooftops
just to see your face,
search crowds
until I feel
your embrace…

If I had wings,
you would see
me shine,
We’d be like souls
from primordial times…

carrying childish memories
of dance halls
and sacred treasuries…


Posted in a remembrance, dance

And now…

“And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”
– Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

full force

and now he is pure light
and he remembers
the love
that fills all the spaces
in his heart
and he feels it
all around him
he breathes it in…

And now he knows the joy that needs no form to dance…

Posted in dance

One with the Cosmos

“Cosmos is a Greek word for the order of the universe. It is, in a way, the opposite of Chaos.”
― Carl SaganCosmos

silver liningwashed over the cosmos
a mysterious way of seeing
each molecule is dancing
in supernatural being
i’m absorbed by stillness
as I float above the clouds
immersed in shimmering wonder
attuned to light’s sounds
i open my mind to obscurity
and see a distant glow
there’s a presence deep within me
a tranquility that I know
soaked in glistening particles
i’m lost for words
one with the Universe
exultation becomes heard…


Posted in dance

Rain dance

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass…It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
Vivian Greene

rain dance 2
Raindrops falling softly
replenishing the earth
parched memories fading
nature delights in mirth
windy leaves dancing
celebrations all around
breath soaked in moisture
jubilation resounds


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You are the Dance

“Life is the dancer and you are the dance.”
Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose
dance 2

Oh, how I love to dance
it sets my spirit free.
The movement and the beat
it occupies my glee.
In moments of release
my mind becomes so still.
Distraction finds its place
in peace I am fulfilled.
Eloquent words float up
there’s lightness in my being.
Sounds sweep across the floor
bright reveries to dream.
Expressions beam so bright
I gaze around the room.
With vacancy of thoughts,
an Earthling in full bloom.


Posted in dance, Poetry, story of me

Carefree dancer

“If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.”
George Bernard Shaw, Immaturity

no-wordsTake me back to a time and place
when I believed in magic
and heavenly dreams
covered my landscape.
When fairies lived at the bottom of my garden
and songbirds whispered sweet symphonies
in my ear.

Can I go back before harsh words
changed who I was.
I know there is a prayer in me
to forgive those who wronged me.
The sugar plum fairy
is dancing into the present day
entering my awareness.

I must not compare myself to you,
like once I did!
Comparison mocked my identity.
It’s pathology had evil intent!
Will you let me be me?
Whatever that is?
Strange and exquisite
Silent yet beckoning

I hear the birds calling me back to silence
they detect my racing heart.
The trees adorn me with their glory
and my breath again, is stilled.
The grass tickles my tenderness
and spiders jump about.

Will you be silent with me and say no words
just sit and watch the sun move across the sky.
Do you have time to gaze on carefree flowers?
I don’t need your words
or your intensity.
Can I decree right now that this
dance with silence will heal us?

I’ve been in a place where darkness saturated me.
Woeful inscriptions were written
on the walls of the hell I once lived in.
I prayed for death,
supplications sustained me.

You were not there in the midst of my suffering.
I found isolation more comforting.
Though you saw my devastation from a far way off,
I shut you out.
You see, I had so much shame contained in me
that it had overwhelmed me.
An ocean could not contain the shame I felt.

Should I clothe myself in contrition
when the tentacles of shame spread
their malignancy across my being
and infect my heart?
Bitterness has occupied the deeper parts of me
but I’m refusing it entry
refusing its dominion,
even though it has knowledge of a secret access!

Just walk with me a while
and say no words.
Breath in the silence.
Feel the warm drops of rain wash away the malice
and bathe us in enchantment.
Let the gentle breeze banish fear.

Come with me to a place
where the pain first began?
Are you brave enough to delve into the darkness with me
and go to the place where I first hated myself?
It was a time of innocence
when they said I should be more like you
and I couldn’t be,
even though I really, really tried!
Parental suffocation changed
the substance of who I was!

Will you hold that despair and longing for a moment
and let it occupy your understanding
then set it free!
Can we just go back in time and let
this little sugar plum fairy
dance once again
into mystical radiance.

So that when I wake up tomorrow
despair will be a distant memory
thrown out beyond the constellations!
Let me take occupation, away from harm
and begin to recognize the glistening
in fragments of light
and embrace the soft and pleasing parts of me.
My fragrance will multiply in the sunlight.

Murmuring will be no more
and the sobs that once racked my isolation
will be absorbed into the stratosphere.
Bitterness will turn into frolicking
I’ll pirouette into significance,
no more an invisible dreamer.
My torment will become sweet prayers
of thanksgiving.

Can we repose in the forest a while;
I won’t need your words.
Let the green covering of moss be our comforter
and the trees our canopy
as we listen to the tree frogs call
and watch the beams of sunlight
dance among the foliage.
Together we can consume the extravagance
of the Universe.

I desire to put away childish things.
I wish sorrow to be expunged from my presence.
I want laughter in my core
and joy in my sinews.
Will you celebrate my coming out of shame,
the shame that stole my existence?
I will frolic with you into the translucent light
of our understanding.
Words cannot
explain this movement……