I wanna talk to you.
Yeah, You !
I wanna speak with you in a language without words. . .
I long to look inside of your eyes,
witness the gateways open across time and space,
and play with that inner child waiting.
mine says:
Hi!
Hi there!
Wanna be friends?
Wanna Dance?
Wanna plaaaaay?
its getting kind of lonely here
talking in this screen to screen way
Today I'll hold our spirit sticks and send a call to you,
my salmon brother and sister souls
remember how we gave birth and died together?
mated, rose again and tied ourselves willingly to the crimson cord;
laughing, giggling, suckling all the way. . .
I dance for you.
I dance for us.
I dance for creation, destruction and all that is in between.
I dance for the days that I don't want to dance,
when I feel like I can't
when excuses are more rampant than inspiration or self truth.
I dance for healing, for transformation
I long to dance for social justice and Mamma Earth too.
Yeah I have dreams
dreams I can speak of, thanks to you.
Today I'll find my nature friends
special significant others
whispering sweetly
When I myself am quiet.
I hope to meet you there
eyes, heart, and palms wide open
in the soft heart of dawn calling