our secret place - sjb

Last night under the illumination of the moon I heard the beat of one thousand ancestors,
calling me from beyond the mundane normalises of this life,
they swayed to the beat.

Arms flowing through the summer air, feet drumming through the sand,
to the depths of the earth.

Beyond,
the brilliance of the mirrored lake.

This is freedom.

Bum de da da dum took over my body and I obeyed the sound of fifty drums pounding the same rhythm.

There are no rules here.
One community.
One sound.
One movement.

A silent understanding of humanity's need for peace,
a safe space.

You are all welcome here....

Like a flame from the fire my body flickers between the present and the place we long to be,
Complete oneness with all that surrounds me.

Bum de da da dum
harder and harder my limbs are ordered to sway,
their is no other way.

There is no more I,
no life,no death, no here, no there, no coming, no going.
I can't resist the sound of the knowing.

The rhythm of one hundred hands help me make love to the moon, the stars, the earth, the water.....

and somewhere her lips, blushing, wait.

When my body realizes its limitations I go to her.

The stars fall out of her mouth as she descends upon me.
Showering me in a million pieces of silver light.
I surrender to her as we find our place.
You will never find us here.

Our secret place,
amongst the stars.