once upon a time there waz a yung girl whose dance
— body lithe & free —
she allowed lifez joy to pour thru her receptive frame
filling the spiritz uv thoze who dared move in unison with her
she waz moon that regulated tidez
britestar in a blakk uni/verse
that sang a portal open
today, she singz & playz the world
theunseen iz singing
& theworld iz listening for the keykode
that will bring on their dancing
free unhidered sovereign
listen, now, just listen
Mary M-S
So so beautiful.
The ethereal voice
aloft
free form
free expression
entwining instruments
twirling
a vine, a path
around the feet
of one’s soul.
And your words, Ketu
perfect filament
giving the light
moving in
the ether of
heartdance and
souldance and
song’s dance.
rootfolks
Peace & Gratitude, Mary! Your words let me know that the Ancestors are seen.