quiet dance of an old day
bring your own time travel
to a secret sacred space
on you
steamy past
in a pearl oyster
dance wind dance dance ground water
dance space skylight dance
clot in your soul
hardened into a perfect diamond
until the god was not power
your soul dance moves
giving up in a silence
until you stand frail at the border
your skinny body is wrapped in tree roots
twilight has lulled a rickety shack
who stood firmly holding back the west winds
back you into mother's lap
to the eternal estuary of dance of the universe