Sanat

They told me spirit lives above the waist
They told me hunger is a sin to waste
They put a ceiling on my hallelujah
And called the basement of my body dark

But I have prayed on marble floors and felt nothing
And I have trembled in a lover's arms and felt everything
The holiest text I've ever read
Was written in the sweat across my bed

Who decided the divine lives only in the sky?
Who forgot that earth and heaven share the same supply?

My body speaks the tongue of the earth
Every nerve a sermon, every cell a church
I don't need permission to be this alive
My skin is scripture - I am the shrine
My body speaks the tongue of the earth
And every single syllable knows what it's worth

The spine is not a ladder to escape from
The spine is where the serpent and the saint are one
The belly is not shame, the hip is not a cage
The woman is the temple and the pilgrimage

Who decided pleasure was the enemy of grace?
Who forgot that God wears every kind of face?

My body speaks the tongue of the earth
Every nerve a sermon, every cell a church
I don't need permission to be this alive
My skin is scripture - I am the shrine
My body speaks the tongue of the earth
And every single syllable knows what it's worth

Shiva still, Shakti wild
The universe is their child
When the opposites dissolve and meet
Heaven is a heartbeat -
Heaven is a heartbeat

Taste, touch, tremble, breathe
This body is the only gospel I believe
This body is the only gospel I believe