Butoh

Enter the stage,
It is sacred; the dream begins...
I am a man, I am a woman, I am no one, I am everyone.
At times it feels that I am not human,
The raging monster begins to surface,
He dies, my blood seeps into the ocean,
Salt, fish, seaweed
I am being pulled by the moon,
The ebb and flow lulls me into timelessness,
The constellations reflects on the sea.
Ah... this is the realm of Butoh.

Lawrence Rollins