Those of you whose work it is to wake the dead, get up. This is a work day. The beautiful coin of now slaps down in your hand. Start the drumbeat. You, heart, closed up in a chest, open. You, feet, it is time to dance. Do you understand? The beloved is here.
This is a work day
This is a work day
This is a work day
Those of you whose work it is to wake the dead, get up. This is a work day. The beautiful coin of now slaps down in your hand. Start the drumbeat. You, heart, closed up in a chest, open. You, feet, it is time to dance. Do you understand? The beloved is here.