Jan 142013

On a moonlit night

Over a moonlit water

With open windows . . . we danced

Like shear curtains in the breeze


Then I noticed the yawning camels

Watching us showing off

A communion with spirit

Grace & coordination beyond the norm

Then seeing camels’ faces contorted with pain

Abandonment & isolation


Why did they not rejoice

In our union & celebration

Of life with Dance

As our 1sr language?

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