[Thespiritexpress] Poem read at Mastery

[joan burleigh]

Great poem!  I loved it!
Joan

On Wed, Jan 12, 2022 at 9:48 AM lee michel alley via Thespiritexpress <
thespiritexpress at lists.mcn.org> wrote:

> Wow, that really speaks to my heart,
> thank you, Riantee!
> Love,Lee
>
> On Jan 11, 2022, at 9:16 PM, rnadeau via Thespiritexpress <
> thespiritexpress at lists.mcn.org> wrote:
>
> Thank you Riantee ~~~~ Fantastic poem ~!!!!!!
>
> On Jan 11, 2022, at 8:43 PM, Riantee Rand via Thespiritexpress <
> thespiritexpress at lists.mcn.org> wrote:
>
>
>
> The Dancer
>
> I am the puppet of the divine,
> I dance,
> movements not really mine,
> sounds my voice modulates
> not from me but from that other one
> far away and yet so close,
> so foreign and intimate
> I barely recognize him
> muffled as he has been,
> until I danced.
>
> I move to the music of the galaxies,
> elliptical motion in infinite space,
> eminently full emptiness.
> I slip into the void,
> I arrive,
> I am nothingness,
> I am here,
> I am.
>
>
> With a lascivious roll of my pelvis,
> one imperceptible caress of my hand
> on your invisible waist
> I balance the world perfectly,
> I am whole
> I am all
> I am not.
>
>
> When the wet grass bristle
> with eloquence,
> I dance along the trail well traveled
> and suddenly,
> the thousand bells of incarnation ring all at once.
> I’m not sure I want to know that much,
> so I dance.
>
> I have traveled those paths with you my love
> many times,
> but now,
> on the verge of making the big jump*,*
> I hesitate,
> It might sever the cords that keep me here,
> with you,
> so I dance.
>
>
> Those cords held me down,
> tied me to the ones I loved,
> but if I take that leap
> my attention might split,
> and as I pass through
> innumerable sensory experiences
> I might dissipate into wonder
> and would not return to you
> my love,
> so I dance.
>
> I am afraid
> of that dazed exhaustion
> as my feet follow the spiral evolution
> of human consciousness,
> but when I dance
> I know fear to be the fuel
> that moves me to love’s wisdom.
>
> I can burn all my bridges,
> throw caution to the wind,
> plunge into the unknown,
> and still come back to my lover,
> when I dance.
>
>
> When I dance
> I entrust the strings to my master,
> I am the puppet of the divine.
>
>
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