Inventing its return after disappearing
and its return from our disappearing.
Bringing the two memories together
Gathering the details.
One has to put at test the infinite
In order to see if it resists.
The body is the dance, the temple, the container, the ship, the chance of life.
Softly listening to every layer of frequency, no priorities
Effortless, the movement is in charge.
The universe within, the action is free.
Uncertainly certain, I follow what can’t be described but yet I feel.
I dance, celebrate being alive