“saunters
an elderly lady in a bright yellow bonnet
not even the screaming child next to her can shake her from the stillness of her dream.
detached from my body, yet more deeply rooted in it than I had ever been.
simply a moving meditation.
I had to stop dancing to feel the dance.
whole new range of motion.
strange forces would be set loose.”
Created April 11, 2013 with a copy of page 177 of Gabrielle Roth’s book, Sweat Your Prayers, and marker.
