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Whirling dervish

Arms raised, right palm up, left palm down

Energy flows through you to me

Divine wisdom erupts

As you dance upon my soul

Hurricane

In whose Eye I linger

The storm rages and blows

Tossing aside the unprepared

We dwell in the calm within
Wheels-within-wheels,
gyroscopic.
Cartwheeling across the desert
Spinning fire, spitting flames
Surrealistic vision
Seen by many, understood by few.

Merry-go-round, dust devil,
Pirouette, whirlpool.
Endless revolution.

You spin me in circles like a child;

Weightless, dizzy,

I feel like I’m flying

While safe in your hands

—-Brigit Jan, 2008

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