Temptation in the Dance Club
A friend lured me higher up the mountainside.
Hesitantly
I said Yes; I can’t resist –
to hear a band from Vera Cruz!
So here I am.
I see
the air is freer here,
the movement light and fast.
First band, I hear
vibration faster than my own.
Can i
will i
set aside my sorrow
and give my whole into this joy
for just tonight?
Watching not yet feeling much
I let their music lightly touch my hair
and move my body
just a bit.
Searching for their rhythm
now I’d tap my feet if I could find the flow.
Rhythm not my own.
But you’re not here!
Or are you,
music lover, dancer,
Are you here?
Can I feel joy without you?
You, my life, my son,
somewhere far away.
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The second group of happy music makers –
irrisistable.
Harp, guitar, and gentle trumpet-
I feel a stronger pull.
“Get off that stool,” they sing
and so I do.
I stand and let the music move me round.
In awe
I see their speed of fingers, hands, and feet
that catch the unseen pulse –
enthusiasm for our world.
Is that from you?
Does what they catch and carry
come from where you are?
I let your unseen love
lift my heavy heart, I let the music move me
faster higher into pulse of joy.
For moments
I’m alone
and you’re completely gone.
I let myself “forget” you
and you are free,
and I am me.
Just me.
7/6/13