The Reflection Pool

Take my hand and
let us dance to
the music the world
provides us.

As night falls, we
shall strip down to
our most naked and
bare, keeping time in
the moon’s light and
sparkling of the stars.
We don’t claim your
shame as ours.

The cloaks we don
after our celebrations
are our creations composed
of peace, power and radiance,
weaved together with
threads of feeling,
of sharing,
of listening.