hands in prayer

palms touching

for a long time

hands in prayer

dancing

blessing the air

blessing space

turning over and over

gliding on air

blessing this space

praying for an end to suffering

that there may be understanding where it is lacking

healing where it is needed

a blessing a prayer

gently slowly spinning apart

forming a sphere

and opening

gently caressing the air

each half of the prayer

dances opens up into space

here and wide

to and fro

above and below

butterflies in flight

leaves floating on the air

in gratitude

for this and all days

when space holds them aloft

my feet come reach up and join the dance

falling and rising into prayer

edges slicing away ignorance

slicing through the darkness

cutting a path of clarity

index fingers point out beyond my reach

ssssthhh ssssthhh sthhhhhhhhh

there and there

just there

an orquestration of magnificence in the tiny things

ssssthhhhh sssthhh ssssthhhhhh

streaming tongue and fingertips

streaming just so

to orquestrate 

to bring into dance

to bring into relating 

to activate the entwinement of energies

color of all the thisnesses and thatnesses

called forth

beckoned

invited into play

creating felt ethereal place

reaching out feeling for my core

from my core reaching

towards the window

the light

the movement

the grace of light

leaves

shadow

wind

ineffable presence

I remember my last dance

with my mother

on her deathbed

reaching out our fingertips

towards the ineffable lightness of being

—Lorena