Ballet In The Barn

Dance with passion among the hay and seed
Snapping fingers 'til the blisters bleed
Music-less beat will fevers feed
Whirling hastened to slake the need
Shaking out the human breed
Imprisoned passions at long last freed

Tapping toes in horses' grain
To a silent verse and no refrain
Rattling drums inside my brain
Swirl and dip to enjoy the pain
Hands raised to swear the sane
Only me and the dance remain

Heavens witness to solo night
Dancing in the barn's low light
Eyes are clenched low and tight
Arms extended as if in flight
Releasing self with all my might
Becoming one against my plight

Melt into the world we are
A dancing ocean or shining star
One so close and one afar
Nothing separate to shun or bar
We coalesce and simply are