The trees fly by
As the mountains stare
Jagged rocks dusted in snow
And a cosmic village
Frozen in dance
Watching quietly from a distance
A moment spent
In celebration of itself
Dancing for the music
Making music for the dancers
The observer
And the doer
Two sides of a coin
Flipping forward and spiraling out
Will you dance with me? Now?
While we’re here?
While a camera flash illuminates us for a single moment?
Let the light blind you, there’s no bodies here.
No self, just consciousness.
Only warmth
And freedom
And light