The magic of what is possible
The magic of what is unthinkable
Come and let’s all be standing on our feet!
I summon meeting points
I invoke the beauty of what is unexpected
I summon joy
I invoke what is exuberant
I summon salseo
I invoke the light in your palace to be turned on, divine queen
I summon laughter
I invoke Lady Laugh
I summon dozens of yellow tulips
I invoke also melissas
We leave doors and windows open
And let all the breeze come in
Let it come, let it come and move your feet
mess your hair and eyelashes up
This a first draft of the poem that Isamit Morales has written to summon your GOZADERAS.
It’s a poem without an end, waiting to be completed by each person in their own unique way, by filling up the gaps in ‘I summon:__________, I invoke:____________”
What about you?
What do you summon?
What do you invoke?