for Primal Singing (in our cars)

for the maskless, fearless woman

Primal Singing in her car

Rhythm pumping through the chassis

Melody so stark and sassy

letting loose with all her rage

about our lives lived in a cage

made of fabric (not of bars)

hiding faces filled with scars

meant for shining like the Stars

trapped in 'mine', bereft of 'ours'

trying hard to read the cries

of disillusion in our eyes

while our frail hearts contain the tears

of our frustrations and our fears

waiting for the Light to show

that is is truly safe to go

and let our deeper Spirits grow

and meet our ebbs with greater Flow

i'm truly thankful for her passion

that is never out of fashion

that is there to remind us

in the messes that we make

and the shame that's right behind us

so impossible to shake

and despair that seeks to bind us

straining us to bend and break

it's not fair to deny us

even when we're on the fake

that through these endless days of woe

with crucifixions high and low

and deep afflictions and disgrace

our fragile Sanity needs space

to weep and wail and rant and rave

against the darkness and the grave

'cause when we sing and scream and shout

our strong Humanity comes out

and when fear tries to overwhelm us

Love arises and compels

to remind the principalities

of their finite liminalities

and when they shame us in futility

to deny our core Divinity

we're free to live our choices

with open hearts and souls and voices

'There's no need to push and shove

for we are One and we are Love

ablaze in Light to shine and glow,

and you, you, you, you oughta know!'

Thank You!

(inspired by the Reverberations and Revelations emerging from the vehicle next to me for three straight signals, the amazing woman at the wheel unleashing her pain in powerful vulnerability, and the artistry of Alanis Morrisette that became a 'vehicle' of another kind for catharsis and connection...)

#Thanksgiving2020 #LatitudeForGratitudeWithAttitiude #AlanisFTW #WeAreOne #WeAreLoved #WeAreLove