No Place Else To Go

Tiger, Tiger eyes burning bright

I ride your passion into the night.

Atop your back,

Hanging on to your skin,

Caught in the surging rhythm

Of the movement you’re in.

Now your passion becomes mine.

My cells explode in joy,

Effortless and smooth,

The animal and the boy.

Speeding through the forest

On this mystic, moonlit night,

Flashes of orange and black

Glow in iridescent light.

Melting into the shadows,

Consciousness becomes like butter.

Blur of blinding movement

As pads caress the Mother.

We move as one,

Streamlined and slunk so low.

Racing, spurting and leaping

With no place else to go.

Just movement for pure joy,

Our muscles flow in communion.

Happy at last in this body,

I am fulfilled in this reunion.

Who will speak for the wild nature?

The heritage of our cells?

While modern imperatives condition

Against sight and sound and smell.

You can touch upon that place

Where tigers and lions abound.

Is this what it takes

To bring the circle round?

Call it to you now

Put aside your shame

Evoke it in your soul.

Stand in the sunrise flame.

Heaven and Earth

Are one in this sacred place.

Our homecoming is

As we discover our grace.

Let it come

Let it flow

Movement, passion, freedom

The tiger’s precious glow.

Let us find upliftment

Through the ecstasy of earthly touch

With arms outstretched in gratitude

Is this asking for too much?