you carry our creation and evolution
as a ring on each pale hand
and with every flick of your fingers
you rearrange the past

as you dance
every flip of your skirt shakes the trees
every clap of your hands thunders the skies
your smile is lightning

as you dance
your hands spin the clouds
your hips shake the mountains
and make our seas rise and fall
your feet stamp the heartbeat of our land

©clairegriffin2017