Poetry of an Improvisation: 3

March 18, 2017

Relation.  Listening.  Following.  Guiding. 


Rest your hand on top of mine. 

Now close your eyes, I will begin to move. 


Trust that I will not let anything bad happen to you. 


Let us find a way to connect,

one center to the other,

so we begin to move as one. 


Not that we are one,

rather we have the choice to be one

or to not be one. 


Rest your hand on top of mine,

but don’t lose the connection with your center.


Because then,

even if I stumble, 

you can catch yourself from falling.

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