I, Magician

Standing still
I jump in eight directions
at once

With hands
tied behind my back
I embrace galaxies

Dancing
I light fires
with my feet

anchoring

feet firmly
on the pulse of space

listening
centering
anchoring
attuning

floating

free

because you were there

You didn't see how,
because you were there,
the room lit up?

You didn't hear how,
because you were there,
there was music all around us?

the way home

journeying
didn't we meet
in the room at the top of the inn?

didn't the music flow from person to person
and swirl around the room
and flow some more?

didn't the music
show us the way home?

didn't the music show us
we were home?