CAMELOT FANTASIES

It’s sacriligious not to dance
Under the light of the moon
The moon beams lighting the
Way through the thick of the fields
My gypsy soul receives her call
Father Sky and Mother Earth
Synchronicity with the ebb and flow
Manic is the dance that moves my soul
To the rhythmic beat of the drum

My choice to return to this Planet
Is to make my soul sing with everything
That touches my heart
I have stood by the edges
Trying to fit in
To be a part
Of the normal ones

I am an outsider
Reconnecting to my souls purpose
Electively to accept
The different songs my spirit sings
Materialistically all falls into place
Once we break the walls
The barriers of this fear ridden rat race

Many try to manipulate and suppress
The goddess Divine that resides inside
Repeating your mantra
Brain washing schemes
Segregate and divide

I’m going to continue to dance
To the songs that play
To my spirits desire
If you decide to turn and glance
Observe my decision
To jump and sway
As the flames of fire
Leap and take me
Entwining me to the great true vibe
I was born for that chance
To lead my tribe
To the freedom dance

~Divine