This ‘modality of being' is curiously called a ‘dance' by essayist Martha Heyneman, in her book The Breathing Cathedral (1993) . She describes her experience as a zoology student at the University of California, when one day she was looking through a microscope at a section of a kidney, and she suddenly thought "I will never understand this thing by this method"....."When I tried to make clear to myself what I meant by "understand", the best I could come up with was that I would have to be able to dance the development of this remarkable organ from its origin in the fertilized egg to its maturity, and moreover to dance the development of the whole of which it was a part - and of the whole of which that whole was a part, and so on".. See Ritual in the Dark blog
And i realise how it is that all that i must and have
Is sprung with love from dawn till dusk
So that no importunate entities beyond
May enter in to interrupt or to corrupt
And that it is only through the in swinging and the out
of this breath that i have that i will
What i am and what i will which is never
To be found in any one thing given
And how it is that i must all of these
not just one be but every
that i can and will irrespective
Of whether it or I be accredited
Dance and sing just this
This song that i have
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem