How To Dance The Peacock Dance Poem by Pradeep Dhavakumar

Enter the wild: a rain forest,
reach its quietest foothills,
hide inside a close, thick bush
and carefully watch its moves.
Concentrate on its dark eyes,
its pulsating, buoyant torso,
its passion filled legs,
its iridescent plumage;
Capture everything you see
and inject into your blood;
and at your place
practice and practice
and practice.

Or

Become a peacock
and just amble.

The great ones, I’m told,
became Peacocks.