Maui, Hawaii. Mid April. Meditation days.
I looked across the grassy space
& saw a woman with elegant hands blending into red silk fans.
Like long wispy wings or a dragon's sneeze,
they flickered playfully with the breeze.
& I fell in love...
Three months later, I gotta few of my own. Been dancing on the dock in the woods I call home. Dragon flies and fireflies, daytime & dusk, observe my practice and wanderlust.
As I spin & twirl, creating shapes with the fabric, my bluetooth speaker blasts Climbing Poetree's magic. Check out Awakening.
Dance is so important. Play is so important. Consistent practice is an art form. Life is short. Exhale slow...
xoxo
@Gavri3lla on instagram
PS. if you like this, lemme know & I'll freestyle y'all a longer poem next time.
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