See how her body moves
Each fold and curve caressed
Each turn and sway a gesture
See how she turns unabided
How she grooves and dips
The way her hair flows
And the sparkle in her eyes
Witness the unabashed joy
The unstoppable power
The unconsolable sadness
For she has forsaken herself before
Shrunk, hidden, denied who and what she wants
For the whims and desires of others
Believe in her power, her strength
Bow before her magnificence
Relinquish the idea you know her worth
Feel into the whip, the sink, the thud
Caress her waves, her modesty, her sexuality
Dare to see the beauty beneath her skin
Because seeing is believeing
And believing is rebellion
And rebellion is the way
Watch the tilt, the turn, the desecration
Of standards, thoughts, and decrees
The systems and ideologies that oppress
Follow the steps she takes toward freedom
Sit in the truth of her movement
The unapologetic bounce of each cell denied
Call it heavy, obese, disgusting
Call it anything you will
But know it means nothing to her sense of self
For she sees and feels what she truly is
Divine, feminine, powerful, real
Undeniable, existent, transmutable, here
The way she moves and jiggles and sways
The steps and dips and bows you meet
Are but a dance she will complete
Seen, heard, and undenied
Her body refuses to bend
It knows the truth above all else
That she herself is immovable, proud
Self-sustaining, all knowing, undoubtable
Undone, humbled, here and now
She is the temple
She is the altar
She is the prayer
She is the practice
She is the things you cannot spare
See how her body moves
A whisper on the wind
A wave upon a nod
The balance between here and there
(🎶: Till Now by BANKS)
