Inner Dancing

Luxuriating Light

Flashes and Sparkles

Dancing to Joy

As the Double Base

Of the Dantien

Steadies the Beat,

Grounding the Rhythm

Of His excited Apsaras,

Catching vibrations as they twirl -

No effort to their Grace.

The cold floorboards

Compliment the Heat of the Dance

In the Open Hallway of my Mind.

Heart-flames caress my cheek

Reminding me,

"I'm Here" -

No distance to

Dance with my unveiled Self

Who tunes her flute

And twirls her Streaming Ribbons

Until I remember -

The House is His.

Luxuriating

The Ocean of Nectar

Combs my hair

And, with ribbons in my pigtails

I skip Home.

– Rev. Jenny Miller