Poem 14/30: When You Dance Your body becomes an inferno So much fire in your soul Fueled by the spirit that is song, the channel for the ancient Meandering through your bag of bones In search for secrets When you dance, The Earth knows it needs to shake It knows to reverberate the anthems of your tapestry Stories of warriors and martyrs Whose remains come alive when you allow the drum of your heart to beat harder When you dance, Your anatomy speaks its own language A translation of tribal cave-written scriptures Bare feet, wild hair and beads The kind of rhythm that will have you tongue tied when you speak...
Posted on: Tue, 15 Apr 2014 03:27:45 +0000
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