Fingers tingling
like moths fluttering.
Heart beating
a drum solo.
Smile spreading
across my heart.
Positive energy
rolling over me
in waves.
Others enter
my energy space
physically and mentally.
I still feel that
energy
buzzing
like a moth
trapped between
palms,
desperate
to stretch its wings;
take flight.
We sit
hypnotised
centred
earthed
by fire.
And this magic,
this energy
created,
begins.
It pulses
person to person.
Zaps, sparks.
Eyes widen
Lips upwards curve.
This energy
rippling back
to me.
It plays in the circle.
Darting from one
person,
twirling to another.
Its translated
in many ways –
reflection,
enthusiasm
laughter,
ideas expressed,
stories
movement.
It ends
physically,
But
energetically
it’s still here.
Spread out
between
spirits.
A warm ember;
like the quieting
fire.
Burning orange in our
hearts.
Take it home.
Feel its comfort.
To tame,
like a moth,
between warm
palms.
Keep its vibration
with you.
Bring it back
on another moon;
in another circle,
to take flight
once more.
