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Day 276: Jungle Dance

Trees weave about me,
as if they hear a song
whispered in the wind.
Notes played,
words spoken,
rhythm shared
among the rustling leaves.

The river vibrates,
with the sound of
soft steps echoing
in the ripples of waves,
a measured base
to the cadence of the night.

I gaze up at mountains,
craved by the sighs and
breaths of God.
Deep within,
slumbering,
waiting,
caught in the
mystic embrace of
the song of the jungle.

I feel the earth move,
with each drowsy snore,
desires moving from
my feet to my lost heart,
reclaiming,
igniting,
setting free,
all the joyous intent
that is in me.

Open my arms wide,
spinning,
until the world around me
are rainbows in motion
dancing to the
beat of the jungle.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: Inspired by my amazing friend, Art by Thiviyaa’s piece “Heartbeats in the Amazon”, who will be showing her work today, October 1,2016  at Nuit Blanche – a prestigious art event in Toronto that runs from sunset to sunrise.  Her work will be on display at Red Head Gallery, info can be found below.

Very proud of her and all the work she has done. She continues to take the world by storm!!!

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Heartbeats in the Amazon

 

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Day 200:  When I Dance

Let the music take over 

the beat guiding my feet. 

On this floor, I have no worries

No fear of how I look,

Stumbling through life gracelessly. 

On this floor, I am queen

Commanding the room,

Bodies swaying to patterns

I draw up high

Arms to the sky. 

Follow the movement 

Of my hips 

As I divulge to you

The secrets of who I am

The hidden piece

I will let you see

Only on this floor. 

(C) Manivillie Kanagasabapathy 

Posted in Free verse, Poem

Day 108: Dance

Share this dance with me,
Let our feet take turns
To lead and follow,
Until two individual bodies
Become a choreographed movement.

Allow me to lay my feet on yours
To share my burden
While you carry my tired heart
You long steps making small
The trepidations in me.

Lay our hands in each other,
Bounded by trust,
So even when we are not touching,
We are still connected.

Move with me,
Your body curled around mine,
Protecting, sheltering,
Expanding as we grown.

Throw me to the wind with abandon,
Let me fly, soar and fall,
Full of the surety
I will caught
Nestled in your arms.

Share this dance with me,
Trust me with your song
And I will give you mine.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: Inspired by watching this beautiful dance video and the trust that is needed between partners, in life and in dance.

Posted in Free verse, Poem

Day 27: Movement (The Wind Danced)

The ripple of the water,
A song of sight,
Flow through her body
Telling stories of joy and pain
In each bend and wave.

Her leg stretches,
Leaps and twirls
Dictating rhythms of will
And time.

Arms extending,
Catching the moments in between,
Where the tale ended and
Began again.

Cyclic stories
Of laughter and sadness
Flitter at the tip of her fingers
Where music meets expression
And the wind dances with the steps.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy