Dancing on the Edge of the Rhythm

Mark Hanze - July, 2025

Like a DJ teasing chaos,
nudging the BPMs just enough to risk losing the match —
but we know.
We feel when to let it slip
and when to reel it back in.
And when it all locks together again,
you feel it in your heart center —
Like truth.
Like presence.
Like forgiveness.

Kind of like life, isn’t it?
Playing with it. Dancing with it.
Follies throw the rhythm off,
the head cocks sideways,
ears riding the rhythm like surfer and a wave,
Adjusting, improvising, becoming one with,
and there it is again:
the beat, back in place.

That’s the dance.
Not control — but trust.
Not perfection — but play.
Not clinging — but moving with it.

Dancing on the edge of the rhythm.
Where life meets the sacred.

Reflection - 10/23/25: This piece reminds me that awareness doesn’t ask for control — it asks for attunement. Life, like rhythm, doesn’t stay steady by being forced; it flows because we learn to move with it. There’s beauty in the moment we slip, pause, and find our way back — like the quiet transition between the in-breath and the out-breath, and again between the out-breath and the in-breath — the same way a dancer trusts the beat will catch them again. Presence isn’t perfection; it’s returning.