Unworded Rituals

Glow morning warm hugging sleepy scalp and face embrace outside sacred pink yellowing fragrant dawn Without fear of fading dark or death or sin Welcome in naked foot massage pressure memories of walk on stretching strings Hang on for this new day's feel good dance Lay back tummy up butt and back below Angel face reflecting innocence of trauma from hands on humane touch empowering health warming arms to shoulder soothing skin, lightly felt wealth of recreation Back then front, up now down, back and forth Soft slapping rhythms to these wellness rhymes Songs we sing; your turn, now mine. Signs of tender touch engaging passioned humors triumphant or traumatic, soothing or sad frightened angry mad, invoking sacred rage. Warm touch patterns never scalding hot And vocal rituals nonviolent communion accessible to enable all creatures lost and small. Two brown cartons at dawn of light and one at parting dusk just before dream-filled night And two more. One at early bright and one at brightest warm as I'm sure you've noticed five from dark through light In our well-seeing daily weaving care, visible signs for sacred wonders and silent wealth care voices Warmly embracing inclusive sentient choices, enabling these shared songs our therapeutic rejoices of out loud sounds while feeling communion's dancing touch Even more sacred, profoundly aware without verbal dominance these soulful sounds whispering our glancing waving circling sights inside outsized well-sung voice enabling healthy care, empowering well-felt choice Togathering this glow morning hug warm waking mindful scalp and spirit face embrace Without fear of fading dark or death or sin.