It came so unexpected the call of music low 'for I knew I was affected I started soft and slow
It moved within my chest as though another heartbeat a command behind my breast brought me rising from the seat
and sent my body swaying to the plucky, steady tone of mambo music playing resounding through my bone
my foot stepped sideways the movement flowing through forsaking the ballets of angels that I knew
And in that moment when the world was mine alone I found myself again-- the sacred truth unknown
I've been dancing a whole lot lately, particularly latin dancing. It's the one thing that makes me forget WHERE I am and makes me remember WHO I am... truly, dancing is a spiritual experience for me. I hope it is the same for many others.