I’m dancing for the queens who’ve fallen before me.
I’m dancing for the best friends I’d bled from my reality.
Chasing this dream that’s consumed me, and oh the wait.
Dancing for those who were seeded before me.
Acting as forerunners to whatever I’m becoming…
Dancing for the lessons I’ve seen played before me.
Thankful for every example life has offered me.
A buffet of the best and worst traits resting inside of me.
Embodied by my surroundings as if to remind me,
it’s a circumstance away from raising its head in me.
To challenge every obscured utterance; I could do better than…
Be careful about nothing. Proceed boldly, knowing always,
that life’s got compassionate love for me even when I’m being unusefully,
It can always find a use for me, so long as I’m learning I’m earning a deeper currency.
Nothing will end me, obstacles only offer me an opportunity to observe myself differently.
To see a new weakness and strength in me or my surroundings, something worth cultivating…
How beautiful, this act of becoming consumes me, until I am dancing with everything.
I am lost in the moments between, just moving, feeling beautiful, as a story spins from my fingertips.