Come,
leave the chatter
of your daily world
behind you.

Let the music lift you, seduce you,
to Dance and Be
Danced.

Whirl into your
wildest Self.
Untangle your bones,
beat the drum of your heart.

Body, breath,
holders of ancient truths;

Your sweat an offering
to the soil,
to the heavens.

You have become
poetry in motion.

Fall empty to the floor,
shining, smiling,

Open
to unspoken
Possibilities.

- by Anna Witholt-Abaldo