#contemplative dance

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she is gratitude personified she is my favorite mermaid ever she is the teacher of us all and the fartiest little green munchkin she is the hiding and the found she is the quiet undecided she is the gushing ahh the pine sap stain the air before a storm she is unnerving vulnerable and nerved up gutsy asking, she is dancing she is forming she is us

Bury my head in the earth the wrong end of me got put in charge I need to be planted deep, a bulb full of knowledge make roots to feed the more beautiful springing It’s too bright, this presence of planning too much limelight and dust and distraction bury my future and past and worry and let my legs fly up toes tickling the sky Once my eyes are set back deep enough once my tongue rests in my mouth once the pulsing behind my forehead finds its comfort in the rich cold soil then I can bloom then I can move then my limbs can dance wildly reaching for the sun