In the depths of winter, the stars scatter across the pitch black expanse

Dancing with abandon, solo and in overlapping soul-circles

Like so many pirouetting, leaping, cavorting, frolicsome rhythmaticians

Beckoning earthbound journeyers to hurl their corporeal forms skyward

To join them in celestial celebration

Joined in an ever growing circle of love and unity

A primordial human desire to heal rather than harm

To merge rather than separate

To celebrate rather than desecrate

To practice tikkun olam-repair of the world

Planting the seeds in fertile soil

To blossom brilliantly

Edie Weinstein copyright 2012-2014

http://youtu.be/HkzLk_2A5Dg Everybody Wants To Love-Ingrid Michaelson