I am all sun worship,
Heat and fertility and rain dances,
Spirit servant to beats in my hips that leak down,
rolling my ankles to Bedouin drums
Composed to the rhythm of mama earth and her earthquake steps.
My god lives in waves,
Of the ocean and heat variety,
My god lives in throbs,
Of the heart and growth variety.
About my religion,
I worship at the feet of summer,
And tithe to the bay my secrets.
About my savior,
It is the heat locked in my skin from sun’s kiss,
It is my bare feet and their sandy Aegean grit.