Soul Retrieval

Three consecutive poems written after dancing to drumming tape to deal with repressed rage coming to the surface several days after soul retrieval - October, 1994 wlg


Courage
I have the yearning to be free, the road blocks I feel in me.
I need courage to fight, to own my right,
Born with gifts, taken in spite—bring me to the flow of what I might
Dream a thousand dreams in one flight.

The Wave
Blood pours out of me like a wave.
I feel seasick floating in secrets.
Pulses of TRUTH rack my bones.
Rage embodies my being.

Truth
I am a woman, yet I feel like a young girl.
My past still haunts me and sends me to a cage of fear.
Rage I have from injustices still hidden--true connection and intimacy I crave,
I must walk through the tears.

Channel my Drive through Dance,
The body dance of Soul,
Through Art, to the creative powers,
Of the Truth of those Untold.