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On a cold winter’s night stalked by a mist, at the house
where the motorbike no longer stands, through the trees a bonfire was blazing
to voices electric with excitement. She
was drawn to the fire, heat seeking flame, foreign words summoning a response
from deep within. Taken into a circle of
familiar strangers, she joined the rhythm emanating from the earth, the drums,
the trees, the air, the ocean, the fire…… a shooting star streaked through the
sky.
I am one, I am
countless, I am who I’m meant to be. I feel
your intentions, hesitation, excitement, tears.
I am many-faceted, passed through multiple souls and spirits, I align
with who you need me to be. I’m a part
of you without losing a part of myself, I feed off your energy without taking
from you, you’re in my life, there's a purpose, to relieve a desire, curb a
craving, satisfy a curiosity, fill a demand, share knowledge, for
enlightenment, as for you, so for me.
She is that girl with eyes alive, a light-footed step and an
energy pulsing barely disguised beneath her skin, drawing laughter and goodness
she wraps with her touch, you with luck and love…… whilst the waves keep rolling and butterflies still come to rest on my
knee, I know true to be this path beneath my feet.
