Wavelengths

Tribal beat
tabla drum in her ear
its swooping sound
Lydian, Dorian minor
kirtan rhythm moves her hips
in her red robe
on her red mat
candles lit
flowing through the poses
deep bend to floor
inhale her now
rolling to stand
arches back
robe disrobed
the ceiling gives way to stars
she sees magic descend
with an exhale
pranayama, she bows
prayer palms to heart
to third eye, open
eyes closed in reverence
to the energy inside
outside, everywhere
making small wishes
gratitude for all
sending love far
on wavelengths
unseen
but felt

 

~E

11.12.16


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