Resonance

I am Goddess of drum circle dances.

Sand sprays staccato around cosmic feet.

Influencing tribe with fleeting glances.

Each resonant rhythm my movements meet.

What honor to co-create percussion.

Skin to hide on hallowed ground.

A resonant non-verbal discussion.

A circle of camaraderie is found.

Grit coated sweat, beat bounding and swelling.

A deal is struck between wreck and reckon.

Wrap pants flowing, not hiding this dwelling.

I thrash my gold hair, roll, twirl, and beckon.

With proximal prowess, I orchestrate.

As I draw closer, their hands form thunder.

This tone in my temple reverberates.

I pant, perspire, and cherish this wonder.

Embodied rhythm, empowered my grace.

Flaunting fire, held by communal embrace.