She is the Choreographer

01/17/07

Like symbol notes upon an ancient staff

A music intimate and wandering

Played across the pages of my life.

I sang the odes that built the hidden worlds

And chanted to the Godhead hid in me.

In the faint recesses of my secret soul

New melodies were formed from earthly strains

And I unknowing whence this sound was born

Was led into the fire by Her hand

And knelt in fragrant hours by Her feet.

Though years have passed still are there songs to sing

And choirs of devotion to attend,

It is She who brings the rhythms of the dance

Creating worlds where nothing was but dust.

She is the choreographer of life

And all the harmonies of far flung stars

That yearn to be embodied in our hearts.