As women, we came together,
Found connections, shared stories.
Spun ideas into webs of meaning,
Feelings into movement and magic.
We created images and scenes,
Woven with light, pulsing with colour.
We pushed at barriers
And burst through boundaries,
Opened dark places
And crossed fragile spaces.
We opened up a can of worms.
Fed them chocolate, blood and tears.
We probed at many tender patches,
Touched deep wounds with care.
We bent and swayed,
But did not break,
Fell again and again
But stood taller each time.
We set the world spinning
With hoops of wild joy.
Our laughter rattled the walls
And cartwheeled across the floor.
We celebrated our sex and bodies,
Found our voices and our power.
We supported each other to fly,
Soaring high with a Velvet touch,
Sky dancers, star gazers.
As if no-one was watching
But they were ….