Dance for me now.

Dancing with the lights off
Dance like a girl
Who's never danced
before
dance like a clockwork
balerina
for me now.
Little bird
on the windowsill
looking so small
dance
will you?
for me now.
dripping sweat
like the tears you never shed
for the deaths
for the hurts
you've weathered
dance, for all you're worth
you won't live long
if you keep your soul
in a box
dance, baby dance
dance for me now.
it's never easy
to take the first step
the first leap
is always hard
but then you're twirling
and whirling
in spite of the world
and it's freedom
from clockworking bounds
dance, honey dance
dance for me now.

It takes a while

but then I'm there again
in rain or fog
or rays of sun
I'm there
tumbling through meadows
or falling down flights of stairs
rolling to the edge of the earth
on hands and knees
I'm there
opening boxes
climbing trees
I'm there
I'm here
I swear
to you
that I will never leave
I've found my nirvana
in spite of myself
in spite of the world around
to spite the world surround
surreal
this is
so strange
and queer
I reclaim
myself
here
I'm there
by the waterfall
counting the pebbles
in my pockets
golden raindrops
dripping from my hands
I hurt so big
the sky might burst
into a thousand shards of blue-green glass
like windsong
like heartbeats
like drum pounds
and low sounds
in the tall grass
I'm there
where no one will look
under the rock
under which
I'm there
or here
departing
or entering
falling
or rising
leaving
or going
searching
or finding
losing
or gaining
myself
far from anyone
who cares
to hate
and loves
to despise
thus

Does it ever strike you...?

That we only refer to people as close minded when we disagree with them
That we only say people have good taste in things when we share the same interests
That we are quick to presume but never quick to change our minds
That almost all wisdom is founded in hypocrisy
That people are always so keen to tell people that they're in the wrong, but unwilling to accept that they themselves may be incorrect
That we destroy beauty by trying to understand it
That anyone who hates Christians because Christians hate others is simply perpetuating the cycle
That the same (as the above) goes for anyone who judges someone for their judgement of others
That civilization is only an excuse for our pride and desire to self-promote

Tell me your thoughts, and what you see.  Do not be so swift to judge or quick to hate.  Be flexible in all that is not essential or foundational, for what is not essential or foundational is inconsequential.

A Drum, Beat by the Universe

And standing there in that concert hall, I fell in love with a new sensation.  I was not a woman, not a girl.  I was no longer just a numbered student in a clockwork world.  I was a drum, beaten by the universe.  The vibrations racing up through the soles of my feet and into my hands then out the tips of my hair.  I was a wild child, something unique and beautiful.  I was free.