Diaphanous

A poem of ascendance, birth, transcendence and light and strength

Beyond the dismal abysmal banal

Do you hear the call?

It’s a dress up ball

A ball of light

Unraveled into a gown

Let’s wear dresses of light

Beyond the dismal abysmal banal

Diaphanous ladies

One and all

Answer the call

Lighten up

It's a costume party

And the diaphanous ladies are dressing light

Underneath is there anything at all?

I don't know, but we're having a ball!

<3As we dance into town

We are the diaphanous ladies

One and All

It’s going to be a ball

So answer the call

Lighten up

It's a costume party, for sure

And dancing light is a mighty cure

And the diaphanous ladies are dressing light

Underneath is there anything at all?

I don't know, but we're going to have a ball

You only need a pure heart to arrive and be welcomed in this place

Where we are going to dance clumsily or with grace

It doesn’t actually matter because we’ve lightened up

And if we have to have a cry in the midst of the dance

Then that’s simply what’s up

No weird passports required

Nor will you be coerced to dance

Because the light that you are

Has every chance

To choose for your own sovereign divinity

It’s where you spin and spin and spin yourself free

Yet you are anchored in the point where Truth kisses integrity

And opening your heart, that light pours out like a waterfall

And waters the seeds you and others have planted

And when the flowers bloom, little suns of the earth

They’ll dressed in light too

What else is photosynthesis

But the earth and sun kissing

Sugar and dew

Down to the roots and up to the tree-top sky

Seeds fall again and we sow and we sway

As it is said, We bow and we bend and we shan’t be ashamed

Til by turning and turning we come round right

As our dancing sows pure loving light