Way back when
when of circles and colors I learned,
of numbers and letters, and the essence of time
-they taught me well-
how to stay within the lines.
Way back then...
despite the complexity of it all
I was taught to sit still, stand straight, hands by my side.
Never utter a word, out of context nor without rhyme.
I grew, the routes marked out for me.
In the last few years, a succession of knowledgeable souls have crossed my path.
I learned of fear, temptation, and doubt.
I witnessed longing, anger, and pride.
I also saw truth, sacrifice, devotion and triumph.
I received verbal direction spiced with lashings of the painfully obvious,
They challenged my very depths.
Super humans, capable of personal confrontation .
My gurus, my guides, my friends and examples,
Allowing me to emerge from my own self doubt and inquiry.
privileged to dance
and breathe
beneath the stars.
