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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(Here's my New Years belly-dance vibe poem! I'll be going down to Missouri for a week tomorrow and will be back in a week, Happy New Year everyone!)  Tarbiah By: Noah Eaton 1/1/03 Stare into the red summer sun Kneel upon the starry sands like an anchor There are a thousand and one Arabic nights to discover Let's go and publish another And the underworld is unleashed beneath your feet Shy I am but seduced I will be And I feel the pulse I feel the vibe I feel the motion I feel the communion My spirit is rejuvenated So I'm learning my own dance Show me how you shake those hips I have a tattoo etched on my lung Of an ancient camaraderie that quivers with my lips Set my soul on flame one more time So you can watch these rainbows unveil So you can feel the smoke rise You can feel the flame shine You know this is ethereal You know this is the deal Lift your tarbiah No disciple can own you You've got expression You've got soul, so let's rendezvous Abundance has always been inside of you Date palms shake in your flickering shadows Seems you have some of the blood of Al-Farabi You are an innocent temptress You wear silver and you wear it gracefully We all need time to learn our maqam Say not a word for the whole composition is compelling Let the music pull you down Shake your Taar and spin around in circles till you get dizzy Arch your back and play your Tabla Warble like the secret of the Shabbabeh Perform your little taqsim, no need to be shy For you are the gate You are the window You are the progress You are the widow... Lift your tarbiah No disciple can own you You've got expression You've got soul, so let's rendezvous Abundance has always been inside of you Wear that kaffia of gold Strut in that bedleh We all need some suspense sometime So emerge all your essence from underneath Heaven knows you've got to dance your dance You move mysteriously Glimpsing the eyes of your spirit Even when you know everything has to end sometime Beginning is the first word that comes to your mind And you reconvene And you proceed And you lose yourself in a world of dreams Genuflecting on every heartbeat... Lift your tarbiah No disciple can own you You've got expression You've got soul, so let's rendezvous Abundance has always been inside of you Wear that kaffia of gold Strut in that bedleh We all need some suspense sometime So emerge all your essence from underneath Heaven knows you've got to dance your dance Heaven knows you've got to dance your dance... "You'll find something that's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you You should turn yourself around and come back home" MB20 [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (12-27-2003 06:30 PM).] |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Noah, your words are the music to the dance. And this music is very beautiful, it flows right into the heart and moves to the solar plexus ... Quite a deed. Have a wonderful trip and HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU! Love, Margherita  |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
happy new year to you too (hugs)  enjoy your read |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Noah, this is beautiful, as always. Happy New Year to you, too!! Hugs,  Ethel |
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