Bump bump bump 

Bump bump bump 

Do you hear that? Ah amazing 

Beautiful, gracious, pure, dark light 

It is so beautiful 

I cry when I hear someone's soul coming through to introduce their hearts to me 

I smile uncontrollably hearing them sing about being pushed under while fighting for sunshine 

It is the most thorough cleansing I have felt in years 

No tears no sorrow just pure light 

Their faces are almost always scarred hands bent in unnatural angles but only to those who 

have not touched their souls and learned peace 

Only to those who think that birth is the most precious miracle do they see bent backs and loud 

mouths as being less than human 

But we are animals who trust our instincts to tell us a truth 

We are people who think that living itself is the most precious gift to have 

We listen to the beating of our hearts as proof that our path is one of youth and freedom 

We will dance around these showers that pound in our ears reminding us of our beasthood 

We always fight against it but not tonight 

Tonight we are animals who have learned to speak for the first time 

We have just discovered fire, have found out that clothing makes us different, we have learned 

that God has been hiding inside the music of us and has been waiting for a heartbeat loud 

enough to bring him back out 

We are loving these drums with every ounce of self and only ask for everything in return 

Bump bump bump 

I am listening, am glistening with sweat smelling like earth and woman and power and 

weakness all wrapped in God and smelling like my grandmother on her hospital bed. I am holding myself like I saw my mother do so many nights, I am kissing the sky as tho we are star 

crossed lovers who are hiding from the moon. All to honor my past selves that have lived these 

past twenty years, all to acknowledge the reincarnations that have led to me, all to be free 

spiritually. 

I am dancing to these drums with every piece of me on the line, and I'm betting it all.