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Ode to your movement

By Daria Halprin from Dance, Somatics and Spirituality: Contemporary Sacred Naratives


The day after, I find you again


Still dancing inside the costume of your skin,


Still finding the steps of your feet in the rhythm of your breath.


I watch you shifting between reflected pools of sunlight and shadow on the floor.


I feel you, still so alive in the aftermath of your life's  storm.

Rain drops glistening on your heart,

Tree branches fallen across your rib bones.

Breaking through the silent empty space

You trace each birth and death

As you come and go,

Rise and fall.


And in the path of your dance 

Is left behind

Something so utterly profound

And so utterly simple,


That even God falls in love

With us again.

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