Discovery Within

To discover myself, who I am under the layers of indoctrination, is an ongoing process.  Sometimes it's a hard and confusing task; other times I thrill at the freedom with which I am able to commune with my heart in ways unallowed while held in the thrall of fundamentalist dogma.  In the group I was involved with, certain concepts and words in the following poem would have been deeply disparaged or depicted as an open door to evil. That is no longer the case for me; and that causes my heart to smile.  I wrote the following poem 18 months after exiting my group.

Imprint

You call me,
tribal voice within
quieter than breath
awakening my essence.

You coax me,
song i can't resist
luring me
with whistles on the wind.

You envelop me,
beauty to behold
entwining melodies
embroidery within my soul.

Is this the muse,
this tribal voice
this heartfelt cry
this whispering force?

With open face and open heart
I hear, I taste, I feel.
Vibrations of creation
no longer can lie still.

Humbly I acquiesce
my imprinted symphony.
Rhythmic ancestral echo
tunes every cell in harmony.

Beckoning I surrender
with honor and a dance.
My heart glides in joyful unison
the triumphant shout of "YES!"