There are places within where the treasure is buried, the key deep within the earth of our being. Beneath the facades and the defenses and the layers of pretense. There are places that we hide even from ourselves and fierce and hard is the work of uncovering the treasure, digging in the dark earth for the keys.
As this body dances, like a wild cat, primal and sleek, winged and open, I engage the form of myself, she is before me and we dance together. She is asking to be seen and awakened in the dark space within. She meets herself, and she is me.