The Fire Beneath your Feet
by Denise Fuehrer Burnette
I am the fire beneath your feet
I am the pulse that runs through your veins
I am the child of truth
And the mother of passion
The voice of life speaking to you
Through you
But you are too scared to listen
Afraid the strength of my voice
Might shatter your fragile world
Living for tomorrow
Gathering wood for the fire
You take one more sip
One more puff
One more hour at the office
And leave me in the memory
Of what it means to feel
Quiet your mind
Feel the weight of your feet
on the ground
Feel the flame of creation
between your legs
This is my home
This is where you will hear me stir
And when you hear the sound of my voice
Don’t turn your head in fear
And pretend again
That paying the bills
And washing the dishes
Is more important
Than hearing our song
And dancing our dance
Your life is not your own
You are the voice of Truth
You are the hands of God
This music you hear
It is the music of the Universe
The one song of creation
That must be sung
Listen to the music
Put aside your fears
your worries and doubts
and trust in the song
Dance to the music
Dance like your life
And all of life depends on it
Because somewhere deep in your heart
Beneath the dreams you hide
And the person you know you can be
Somewhere deep in your soul
You know that it does.