Dance belovéd, summon the deity in your ritual. You are a vessel of duality both earthly and ethereal. You are not fixed like carved stone but tatooed with life’s colour, as vibrant as stained glass, blue to gold. Paint the sky with your voice and broadcast your faith. This is your release. Skip, dance, shimmy in the blue, you are carving a new beginning.
When the dance is done you can stalk home, spent, pour oil from the vase and soak in the bathtub with patchouli and jasmine, sublime notes of duality, echoes of praise, but for now just dance the blues away.
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