The Dancer


As i Burn away
Into your sweet dance,
Sweat through this body
A cleansing focus.
Just as Love, Endlessly
perspires from the heart,
Cleansing a mortal temple
Of all fleeting emotions.
Let this form fill
With divine purpose;
Chisel away and remove
All that does not serve
Your highest intention.
Let this life become
An expression onto you,
beyond voice and thought
Silence and reflection.
Let this body become like
Wet clay, spinning around
On life’s wheel, at the hands
Of The One true potter.

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