379: Grand Entry
"Grand Entry"
Sherman Alexie
She danced
this way through all
my doors
this nomadic woman
who had danced away
from so much before
then changed her dance
and now calls me
Home. She leaned into me
with all her stories
and trusted gravity
trusted her sense
of balance, trusted mine.
She leaned into me
with all of her hair
that would not be braided.
She leaned into me
with all of her faith
that would not be traded.
She leaned into me
and asked me to owl dance
and I could not refuse.
She asked me to owl dance
and I remembered how
to dance that way, how
to move my body
with her body, dancing
around a specific fire.
She danced
this way, inside all
my rooms
and changed their shape
this nomadic woman
who is the last curve
completing
the circle of my life.
Sherman Alexie
She danced
this way through all
my doors
this nomadic woman
who had danced away
from so much before
then changed her dance
and now calls me
Home. She leaned into me
with all her stories
and trusted gravity
trusted her sense
of balance, trusted mine.
She leaned into me
with all of her hair
that would not be braided.
She leaned into me
with all of her faith
that would not be traded.
She leaned into me
and asked me to owl dance
and I could not refuse.
She asked me to owl dance
and I remembered how
to dance that way, how
to move my body
with her body, dancing
around a specific fire.
She danced
this way, inside all
my rooms
and changed their shape
this nomadic woman
who is the last curve
completing
the circle of my life.