in a time of "ignorant armies", mad men and damn fools i prefer to celebrate creation and to dance to its rhythms
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The earth vibrates with the rhythm of its own life
The cycle of heating and cooling, the slosh of tides,
The rhythm of storm, and frost and earth tremor
The beat it plays as it wobbles through space . . .
Take off your shoes, and with naked feet stand upon
The earth. Where? It matters not. Stand upon the
Primal mud, or the sands of the sea or the forest floor,
Or the living rock itself — it is all holy ground—
Stand, naked feet upon the living, pulsating earth
Feel the slow vibrations fill you with life and power.
One with all life you stand, siblings to the trees,
Daughter of the rocks, son of the sea and the air.
Stand with naked feet and naked heart before
Creation and its Creator know not greed, nor
Anger nor envy. Embrace with empty and open
Arms your brother and sisters. Fellow dancers to
The beat earth plays as it wobble through space,
To the rhythm of storm and frost, tide and tremor,
Dance! Dance upon the living, pulsating earth
That vibrates with the rhythm of its own life
Wow! John delightful "barefoot" write
I feel like dancing.......rolling in the sand.....and my toes ticklish in the grain of the white sand......turning an twisting an yearning for a wave to knock me over in ecstasy......Just one hell of a nice moving
playful emotional write
Love
Tinka
what an evocative piece, john. as i was reading, i could almost hear the waves, feel the earth beneath my feet, instead of this tile. lol..wonderful piece, thank you for sharing it.
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I Salute the Author of "Earth Dance".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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I feel like dancing.......rolling in the sand.....and my toes ticklish in the grain of the white sand......turning an twisting an yearning for a wave to knock me over in ecstasy......Just one hell of a nice moving
playful emotional write
Love
Tinka
~E