Music
especially sacred music
feels round
Not such clear lines
prescribing desecrating marches
needing to move somewhere
noting something
speaking against someone
in StraightWhite privileged time
Right/Left balancing divas
sometimes sing in resonant rounds,
round
and round
in circling spirals
never-ending spectral ribbons
eventually blending communion,
emphatically good-spirited
and not dogmatically ill-natured.
So,
to liberated lovers
lusting Left
toward green cooperative choices
And,
to conservative clingers
leaning Right
toward red competitive voices
If you must shout
to overcome dissent
If you can’t sing
and, preferably, dance
all our circling positions
recycling postures
resonating preferences
policies for round
robust
regenerative win-wins
Mind bodied pleasure,
spirit natured peace,
time-spaced Paradise
Then you may be ready
for a lack luster
not really healthy
economic
and political performance
But not yet roundly mature enough,
just yet,
to sing and dance
our multi-cultured communion
prayers
Spiraling in-between
universal root
and unitarian crown
round looping chakras
Circling
and recircling
polyphonic sound
and polypathic sight,
wellbeing sung
and wellness danced.
gdill52 