I stood in the circle
I was asked
To stand before
The person beside me
And so I did.
I was asked
To be open
To feel love
For the person
Whose eyes
I was looking into
A stranger
To look with the intention
Of finding it,
Love for her
In her.
I don't know
If it was because
She was looking for
The same thing
But we found
It.
Like a flower
Open before the
Spring sun
My heart opened
My eyes saw
Some truth
In the simplicity
Of holding my
Attention on love
And joining it
With all the people
In the room
And why
It meant so much
For us
To stand before love
And with it
And each other
Because we were
Doing it
Not just
To feel good
But for the world.
There was no doubt
In that moment
That she was love
And I was standing
Before her…
That I was love
And was standing
Before her.
That we were love
In a circle,
Two circles
Standing before
Each other,
Like a generator
Two circles
Cycling love
In and to
One another
Making enough
For ourselves
And enough
To go out
To an aching
World,
Crying for it.
Maybe it's not silly
Maybe there is something
To this,
That going out to a club
Looking for love
Can't find,
Because they are looking
In the wrong place…
Love stands
In a circle…
Dances to music
Made with love,
Absent of words,
Spoken with looks
And touch
With Rhythm.
In the end
After the toxins
Of the world
Came out our
Pores from
Dancing with love
We stood before
Each other
And hugged…
And the words
That poured
For our hearts
And spilled
Off our lips
Were Love.
