Soul dancing
Barefoot and dressed
in sparks of moonlight,
we danced the sirtaki dance*
for unperceived hours,
lost in the moment’s trance,
with the approval of the night.
The first steps timid and slow,
with furtively touching eyes,
whispers of love and smiles.
Faster and faster then we flew
over shores never seen before,
peeking into heaven’s doors,
as we attuned body and soul
to the spirit freed by the sound,
being enraptured music on our own,
skin glistening, blessing the ground,
as if we were love’s waterfall.
Till we shed one by one
all the troubles and the sorrows
that had haunted us for years
in rivers of cleansing tears.
Finally, renewed and refreshed,
filled with gratitude and grace
we fell into dawn’s open arms
and welcomed the new day
with our all encompassing
infinitely thriving
universal embrace.
*Remember Zorba’s greek dance, if not listen and watch here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2AzpHvLWFUM&feature=related
Love,
Margherita
