Like a mad dance called you into
dark alleys of putrefying, forgotten, shame-
to purge yourself of all that haunted
sinned
and rained
down in the blood of your repressed wounds.
Like a fervor pitched wildly above
wild colored disco neon, pulsing fetid, rot-
to invite your sin to show itself
burned
and lit
from behind a veil of your ignored truths.
A mad dance choreographed to break you,
A light show highlighting only what forsakes you,
A voice calling from behind a wall can save you…
Like a slow murmur reminded you about
bright pathways of uplifting, pulsing, growth-
to invite your self into all that’s living
Born
and praised
up in the air of your flowing lungs.
Like a beating heart surging within
chaos colored earth hued, pulsing new, life-
To invite your gift to show itself
Sparked
and blown
from within a sanctuary of your inner knowing.
A calm rush released just to make you,
A light shown from within can’t forsake you,
A voice calling from an opened hall can save you…
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