Building an altar

To everything I love

With my body

It is only when I move

Without agenda

Dance without longing

Spin like the cosmos

Like an hourglass of light

Reaching into the heavens

Like wings

Reaching into the soil

Like Roots

Meeting in the magnetic center

Of my body

That I am pure joy

It is only when

I let go

Of all expectations

That joy becomes me

And I become joy

My ancestors smile

Because in my joy they heal

As chains slip away

And worldly bonds dissolve

Earthly yearnings dissipate

Every cell rejoices

Expands

The purest sense of me

The water and dust and electricity I am made of

Melds with the universal canvas

In all directions

All that is left is God

— Anna Sardina

Black Madonna Pilgrimage with Alessandra Belloni