A celebration

At first, it’s awkward.
These are strangers after all.
Letting yourself go, shedding all inhibitions requires familiarity and trust
But perhaps the way to familiarize and gain trust is to let oneself go.
No time to think tonight, as the music starts pulsing
And despite myself, and my inhibitions, I feel myself begin to move
Surrounded by the beats and moving bodies
High on life, soaking in energy from this ancient ritual.
I begin to lose myself in this moment.
Nothing exists except this and now
A moment of pure bliss, stretched out to last a nighttime.
Names and faces blur as I find my rhythm,
As I match it to the one going around the room
A drink here, a drag there,
I finally begin to feel at ease.
I feel like I belong
Tonight there are no boys or girls,
there are no regional loyalties,
there are no friends and batch-mates,
Tonight there’s only a celebration.
A celebration of life,
A celebration of love,
A celebration of the spiritus mundi.
As tonight we are bound together by a single thread.