The First Voice

Dance With Me

Ron – An Invitation

 

If I could dance a poetic riff with you today,

and then, look deeply into your lovely eyes.

 

What would they tell me of you?

Is there a story hidden somewhere

 

inside them, hidden in you, of earth

and stars, of movements seen and unseen

 

across all the heavens, of silences shared?

Tell me, please, I wonder deeply.

 

 

The Second Voice

Hidden Story

Ambika - Replies

 

when she was born

town criers drummed away

go look at that baby

her eyes see the whole word

 

she looked and looked

saw things that made her smile

horrors that made her

feel horrific becoming…

 

she turned away

to face the sun

 

light blinding glare

like rocks on mountains

calling in their gold…

 

whose eyes are these

that blind the seeker

 

who is the knower

who loves who desires

 

shake away beliefs break them

for they make us into rags

 

who is the lover

whose music makes my arms sing

long for quiet breathing of flowers …

 

when I look into your eyes

I see infinitely what you see

 

this makes me smile

the way the cosmos

wraps around another

 

is this a story worthy

of your gaze?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Taoli-Ambika Talwar

Ron Starbuck