what it is to dance around the fire let’s dance around this fire, let’s pretend like we don’t know what’s going on, and let’s dance like natives worshiping their elemental god. let’s dance closer, and closer, to this fire, let’s pretend like we forgot the sting of flame, and let’s get closer to the heat we want to remember. …you dance like you afraid, like somewhere, someone, is watching, judging, like your every liberated move is an act of blasphemy. instead, dance like you are emboldened, like right now, right here, you’re here, (much more than) merely being, and like the only eyes on you that matter, are these that frame you dancing, simply because you’re happy to be right here, (no less than) wondrously living. this fire, this moment, is frozen in time and melting in space, before we can barely blink, ashes will replace embers, our imitation memories will replace our tangible joys. so for right now, (and for the only now that matters,) let’s do our best not to blink as much, and let’s dance, let’s dance like the world around us is crumbling down, (…because it is…) and that the only thing that can save us, is our passion that burns brighter, the closer, and closer, we dance around the fire. 1.2.14 M. L. Michael
what it is to dance around the fire
let’s dance around this fire,
let’s pretend like we don’t know what’s going on,
and let’s dance like natives worshiping their elemental god.
let’s dance closer, and closer, to this fire,
let’s pretend like we forgot the sting of flame,
and let’s get closer to the heat we want to remember. […]
Every Breath Poetic 