20100717 2343 – camping rave – 090 – fire twirling (Photo credit: Rev. Xanatos Satanicos Bombasticos (ClintJCL))
Clapping, clapping here in time
Faster rhythm, faster rhyme
Face bathed in full brilliant light
Music playing, sheer delight
Resplendent here the moon and stars
Conquer night and sun debar
Dancing in a circle formed
From this womb a world is born
See the gods come out to play
In this fever dance and sway
Music calls the muse to life
Switchblade, perfect, cutting knife
Clapping, clapping as we dance
Fervour lost in circumstance
Leaving all our faith to chance
Slipping, sliding into trance
© Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
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Fantastic 😉
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
I can’t help but think of the ‘clapping….sliding into a trance’ is a slight against religions that espouse a fervour.
It isn’t meant as a slight, it’s meant as a description of such religions. My view is whatever way to God suits someone is their business. 🙂 🙂
I love the pace and rhythm of this piece Sis xxx
Thanks Roxi!! 🙂 🙂
Applause. 🙂
Thanks!! 🙂 🙂