blessings
are we
a woman on a rug
is massaging her
knee
when I walk over
she smiles
kneeling I put my
hand on her knee
until hand
dancing with knee
becomes more than we
we chant
god’s everywhere
our eyes close
the chant flows
singing air’s
here
and there
we chant
help us be
divinity
eyes opening
hazily see
we both might be
infinity
dancing so free
into hand-knee
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