BAMBOO DANCE

By Tsohoy Buggan

Over the mountain a beautiful golden girl has sprung to her feet 

She moves according to the day as she takes a glimpse of me, the long silk rhythm of the bamboo trees 

To their adorning her favor meet

I opened my eyes and felt the radiance of her causality laced amongst my skin.

Creeping through the small openings of my windows and hitting me with a distinct call 

A call to rise, A call to be different, A call to be woman but I just simply sigh...

A sigh of independence of course for through my eyes fires burn, 

In the soul of my feet the crackles turn 

Throughout my billions of veins redemption leaps 

Oh! I am sprung like a spring frog fresh out of the pond 

Like a cheetah cascading on the beautiful African desert 

I feel like a new flowering bloom waiting to show who I am

I tilt my head, once and maybe a few more times 

It grazes my face like a slicing razor blade 

I take it in as the pleasure of it feels comfortable with my embrace 

I lift my hands and stretch and yell" Worthy am I to be greater by you; beautiful and wonderful I'm favored of you 

Morning by morning you make me feel anew 

Giving me what the world can never see to undo 

Your light fills me with the stigma of being a selfish being with a cup filled with my pride 

You have given me hope because your light never seems to dim inside 

Oh! The epic moves you make taking the center of the universe 

You are irreplaceable and just giving us what will and what must

I breath 

Cracking my windows, a distinct street 

Women dressed in fancy costumes men labored hard on their feet 

The brewing of freshly baked, black coffee blushed against my nose 

Causing my energy to be arisen 

The twinkling of the leaves as their mothers’ billows rolls 

Dancing in the wind it swiftly turns and flows 

The colors spreading and migrating as it goes 

Beautiful and marvelous, it's prism shows me more 

As much as I would sit and tarry of this wonderful place

I have something that I need to put in place 

A mark that screams "she's woman" and I can take the stage 

Be myself and run every race 

As I tie my head with this satin purple scarf I walk with the voice of a thousand far from gone 

I represent a big organization of beauty and strength that can never make me unhappy cause it's my daily traveling length 

Today I'm riding like the sun and dancing like the bamboos 

Showing the world what I will and must do.