The Pearl

It is becoming increasingly clear

We are not the pearls

Our life is the oyster who shapes

And builds and layers 

And surrounds us.

And yet, who are we? 

We are the current who surrounds the creature, ourselves,  and pushes the oyster where it needs to be. 

I've begun to feel, to really feel...

That I'm not the dancer.

I'm the dance. 

And life... is the dancer. 

I move her. Inspire her. 

It's so easy to identify with the dancer, 

But if we suspend the human archetype

And entertain the raw energy of the dance itself...

The memories flood in,

And

The fluidity of life returns. 

The possibility. Opportunity. 

Weaving in and out of the stage

At different times

To different music. 

We crash

We weep

We leap and spin 

We jump into arms

And wrap our limbs around one another

As if to say... 

let's move in unison to this music.

Shall we inspire our humans to be in the same room to dance together? 

Ah! What fun they'll have. 

What fun.