The dream is no longer deferred.
So we leap! We can’t help it!
It rises up from within. From deep, guttural places.
You can’t contain our dance!
Feel the pit-pat! Hear the tip-tap!
That’s the rhythm of freedom.
Let the babies dance! Let them tell us of salvation.
Let them lead us to liberation!
The babies are inviting us into the dance of a future on the threshold of birth.
And we will leap!
We will leap!
We will leap!
All the way there!

The words of Drew Jackson.