the stillness within the beat


She swayed to the silent beat,

her heartbeat her drum silence her guide,

by instinct she popped her hip in a rhythm all its own,

entranced and bewitched by her own rhythm.

The flow of her own body,

the inertia of her flow,

the fears surfacing,

the subtle shift to

acceptance as…  

as her anger enveloped her nerves

into a staccato,


muscle memories emerged

as her voice sounded,

soft crystal clear notes.

The chaos of her beat,

the short intake of shock,

the breadth and

breathe of

her though,

the imagination

the incarnation,

the intensity,

the inspiration,
the stillness within the beat.


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