1/29/21 – Dark and the light / Pain and delight
This is the place of the paradox of it all
The moon and the sun teach us everyday
And yet we still crave the one to bring in the most joy.
No, the joy sits in the crevasses of Mother Moon holding
all the delight in her brilliant glow
and the night's darkness frames our awareness.
Our awareness to be awaken with the sense of just what is
As we yearn for the blessing.
The awareness of the way the relationship exists between the two dancers in harmony... prancing like magical elves on slated rooftops
peaking in the windows of remembrance.
Tiny feet do unique steps of well-trained moves, no longer two left feet. Time to listen
Sway with the other
in the rhythm of the moment of pain and delight.
Left and right in sync... belonging… belonging...... becoming the DANCE
Yes, the dance!
One-sided, it is flat... dull... needs the vigor of the pain of the unknown, the vibrato.
Take the risk... put on the new dancing shoes
polished with the dew of adventure and unexpectedness,
On one side only, the body weakens… out of alignment... the love bird lost the song to sing to the other.
Yes, the other! befriend the turmoil and sadness
Welcome the black crow in the gnarls of the forgotten, not seen parts of the soul.
Awaken the melody of wholeness... so sweet with the shadings of worn sorrow and rage.
Allow opening to clear light and delight so pure and simple
Blessing blessing... eyes open to see backs arched to hold the swirls and twirling images
of troubadours looking for their mandolin of weeping tears to polish the rooftops
with glistening colors of blackened memories.