Life waits for us,
A starry-clad wild dancer-
Shall we refuse this call,
Or shall we take its hold?
Do we want to be
A complaining gray mouse,
Or would it make sense
To join in on the heavenly dance
Of floor,
That is not resplendent like other stars?
Those who dare tango with existence,
Find themselves swept away
Into a grand love affair,
Where trust blossoms
Like a supernova,
That destroys all illusions of being,
Separate entities from each other.
Because every breath
we breathe out,
Is a message of love.
While every single occasion
Remembered
Not in order only,
But rather forever.
On the mountains of today,
Lie the possibilities
Of tomorrow.
For who knows where
They may send us
Into some unexplored part of being?
As life who loves us passionately,
Whirls us in and out of galaxies
That are made up of holy moments,
We are shown fresh constellations
Of wonder in each revolution.
Instead,
This means to dance
With the universe
Is an acceptance of its music,
Even if sometimes
It becomes disharmonious
To our ears.
It means getting rid
Of heavy armor
Against all that we would.
Instead,
Embark into espousing
Light gowns that
Is acceptance.
Within this cosmic ballet,
We are student and creator,
Learning steps undreamed before,
Now interweaving patterns
More delicate than we had imagined.
And so,
As the sun spins around through space,
Take another spin around that star.
Realize how much it is
That we share with this life,
For once there would be
Nothing else
But its pure essence
When at last –
Without any thought or effort at all –
We become what we have
Always been in our hearts:
Simply dancing.
Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
