Safety in the body


Like a lost feather in the wind,

I was searching for a safe spot to land.


The dusk came. Sun was out.

And I returned back to my restless spirit.


I placed my flesh and bones on the floor,

Allowing the Earth to ground me.


The rhythm of healing tunes lifted me up,

Inviting me to the ritual of ecstatic dance.


Anxiety was replaced with placid knowing,

Fear bowed the rising dawn of safety.


Color splashes flew through my mind,

Resetting my body, painting trust on my skin.


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