a fragrance in the midnight air

a freedom and a warming touch

whirling bodies dancing forth

alone , along a well worn circle

we share a vision , a compliment

a sip from the cup of emptiness

a ring , a bell , the sound of love

the wave below a steaming surface

a sign , across the highest crest

becomes a resting post for those

who seek the gold within a rule

who take a breath so well deserved

and offer back in unison

a song of color and clarity

but silence is the secret weapon

encased beneath a fold of skin

to raise a flag , to light a flame

in a realm which all exists within