Barefoot and naked of all adornments
I move and sway
To the silent, clear heartbeat
Loud in my ears
Tapping and finger snapping through the hallowed corridors
Of my quiet inner place of dwelling.
Aware of warmth arising
From the interior hearth of being
A womb of worlds
Where emotions ignite colours into
Scents and flowers unfolding
Aromas and fruits ripening
Music and songs expressing
This interior dance of beauty
Full and soft
Living and wise
Burgeoning an essence of openness
Within the birthplace of creative renewal
Eyes closed, eyes open
Heart beating, hips swaying
To the intensity of fullness
And utter essence of self
Within the Sanctuary of Love
And Temple of Living Wisdom
Where bells ring
In the dawning of time
And doors open
In the light of day
Where Substance of Presence
And Breath of Life
Arrives with splendour
Arms open and extended
To embrace the living beauty
And completeness of myself.