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When Death Subsides
When death subsides
Enough has been shed
Enough has been left behind to make Energy
Aware of movement
Some things are severed violently
And become ghost memories...they haunt us
Other things are left behind in understanding and Love
Can become consolidated with what remains
And become learning
What we have learned from what we have be-lived
Is lighter than the belief itself
The learning is the Re-ordering of what Remains
It is weightless
When death subsides
Enough has been left behind
To make energy available
To its' own movements
We are either haunted
(Unresolved energies in memory)
Or we learn
When death subsides
We become aware of movement ( life )
As we remain in the stillness of death
We become haunted by belief and memory
Voluntarily or not
We may choose to drag our ghosts with us
To heavy to dance with life
Ghost songs in our ears
Crying for the River Song
But death will always come
Welcome or not
Fearful or Ecstatic
We may choose to remain still…
To see the spirits that haunt us-
That dance alone within us
Until we die enough
And learn enough
To become aware of movement
Then we dance with the movement ( life )
When we become light enough
The Dancer can become
The movement
When we become the movements of life
We become Movers
Vehicles of life
Medicine people
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