Serving Light

In this temple of the dance

You can put off your shoes

and join the sacred rite

Enter anonymous into the holy trance

to be a vessel, bearer of the light

(You’ll choose it for the way

                                        the light transfixes you

         Fills out your being, flowing from inside

                   against your skin

                                              suffusing you

         until you glow and radiate

                       and float in brilliant bliss

                 across the room)

Moving then in service to the light

Your eyes can touch another’s, and ignite

The signal can be passed from hand to hand

Each one who joins will cause it to expand

You may come back to find your boundaries shifted

Your thoughts now finer, softer, lifted

Buoyant, like all things light has sifted

You’ll see yourself anew as blessed and gifted

(Not that you ever have to look at it this way

This is the work, but it is also play!)

©Wendy Mulhern

February 10, 2012