“Time is a stripper, doin’ it just for you.“
–Robert Hunter
A laboring woman imagines herself a lotus
opening in time lapse; or maybe waves in a tide
rolling in, slipping back,
slowly, surely bringing in the tide.
The sound of the water clacking
through smooth flipping shore stones:
that sound ripples through me,
feels like your fingers tracing my spine.
The water then, the wind now,
filling the skirts of whirling girls
like flags clapping at full mast.
Music, the third dimension of air,
creates the lattice on which the twirlers
catch and glimmer and spin.
Sound the bells, let fly the ribbons,
it‘s time to dance!
so, so, so, so beautiful. It is truly a one moment caught in time. I can just imagine the fabric will billow next.
thank you. It was cool to just stand there and watch it.
Inspires a peaceful moment
XO
B
Love it!
I felt like this picture when my daughter left for college. I wanted to hold on tight, but I had to let go and set her free.
I get that, although I think I ran tearing out of the house when I went off to college. I will let you know in 18 years how it feels on the other end