(May 2023. Southern Arizona. Aya ceremony.)
ah-yyy-aaa
ah— the opening of the world, the space that holds the first spark of always
yyy— the tightening of the world in the squeeze of fleshy heartbeat, pain
and the tension of a throat giving rise to song
aaa— the song’s joyful movement to fill the world whole, ecstatic dance
releasing bliss beyond the old edges of the universe
Beatin' Paths ~~~ The journey to the Great American Novel 