PODM 23 Sand Dancing

Sand Dancing

The drums thunder on the beach
the feet stomp in cadence 
boom, boom, boom
hands in the air jumping out of reach

My heart soars into the sky
my blood roars as I sing and cry
the beat thumps in time to my feet
we are brothers as we pound
out our dance upon the beach

Arm in Arm, hands to hand
we move unison we the band
palms out, toes to the ground
like knives we stab in time
with thrumming of our sound

Our skins flash against the sun
Sisters move amongst us
we are one in what we have begun
our sweat unites our motion
like fluid we are the waves
in the blue blue ocean

Fingers outspread like wing tips
we unfurl our shirts to take flight
Spinning in time, the song on our lips
we dance into the shadows
we dance out into the light

This is our movement on the stage
this is our time, this is our age
we are one moving bodies twisting
pirouetting in freefall as if by chance
we are the wind, we are the dance.

When it is done, when we are spent
there will only be scattered remains
of what it all was, what it all meant
was this all there was ever meant to be?
was this nothing more than our words
said from you to me?