Spirit in Motion
The air cracked open at Northern Green Gathering.
We hit the ground, with a pulse, a rhythm, a roar.
The crowd not just watching, but breathing with us,
their voices weaving into our sound,
their hands catching sparks of spirit,
their feet drumming the ground like thunder.
Brokli, fire at the centre.
The bespoke hybrid sitar-guitar shimmering
a stringed creature stitched from dream and craft.
He bent it, stretched it, sang it into another form.
Then came the one-handed dance:
a break in time, a break in gravity.
Suspended microphone burning in the other hand,
half Break dance, half kung fu oracle,
flipped inside out
a reversal, a shout, a blessing.
Together, we opened the door
and the crowd walked through with us.
Shelly and the whole team at Cloth Cat Leeds,
you held the circle,
you made the magic possible.
Community, spirit, music, and love
woven tight, shining bright.
Heart and soul in what we do,
and here, in this reel, you can feel it:
the spark, the lift, the energy unbound.
A celebration, a communion.
Yorkshire
, you carried us.
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