We zip through the crowd while celebrants thrust and shimmy by our sides. Though part of me wants to cry, I crane my neck to take in the crowd, craving their joy, their life.
The children of Orïsha dance like there’s no tomorrow, each step praising the gods. Their mouths glorify the rapture of liberation, their hearts sing the Yoruba songs of freedom. My ears dance at the words of my language, words I once thought I’d never hear outside my head. They seem to light up the air with their delight.It’s like the whole world can breathe again.
This could be compared to ~ Maori language week with the sentence (My ears dance to the words of my language)
A message I take from this scene is ~ When Zeile says it's like the whole world can breathe again its like she is saying when she gets her magic back saying she can breathe again.
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