They Dance
Radiant beings of Fin, feather and fur Radiant beings of Stone Radiant beings of Bark, leaf and seed Radiant beings of water They dance Those beings To the endless Silent pulse The pulse That beats The drum That brings Aliveness To its feet They dance As they fall One vibrant, Irreplaceable Radiant Being At a time They dance As they fall One elegant Web of radiant Aliveness At a time. They dance As they fall The Patriarch stands alone Drooling and muttering to himself Demented by his own stories Drenched in the blood of the fallen The Patriarch stands alone Turning Beings into things Turning things into money Leaping dynamically towards the success He was sold The patriarch stands alone In every house, office and shed Making dutiful offerings to his Gods Of hard work, efficiency and progress Like he was told The Patriarch stands alone He did not know it was all alive He did not know it was all alive Until it was not Radiant one Or Patriarch Which do you choose today?


I'm imaging the dance of the radiant ones and the patriarchs. Do they know they dance together?