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| When I dance this is what I feel, this piece calls to my soul. |
Dance With Me
By Martina Steger
Dance with me.
Set yourself free.
While the moonlight wantonly stokes
Anxiously awaiting bashful silken leaves,
With expectant wonder
I open myself to sense its will.
Forever abandoning myself
To its ebb and flow,
I absorb the energy of the drum
As it thunderously fills my aching soul.
Basking in its warm vibrating tone,
I sensually writhe;
casting taunting shadows as I go.
Over the fresh dew glistening earth,
I begin my spiral dance
With joyous tinkling bells upon my toes.
Set yourself free.
Quite simply,
dance with me.
excerpt taken from Stepping Into Ourselves; An Anthology of Writings on Priestess Edited by Anne Key and Candace Kant
Two of my favorite performances to watch, Love the Devotchka song at the end.
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| Irina Akulenko |
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| Deb Rubin |
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