Slow Dance There are moments in the dance of our life when the tune is lively and the tempo is fast. Those are the moments when you want to swing from cloud to cloud and bask in the light of the sun. Yes, the times when the dance floor is full, and the energy from
She tiptoes across The living room floor Remembering the dance That once was and Is no more Longing to let the music Carry her away Wistfully, quietly, Her heart begins to sway As soft as the flickering Candle light The music begins to shine From her eyes A tentative step forward And backward she goes
Have you ever watched a snowflake dance do you imagine a singular predestined path carried upon by the whims of the breeze it’s gentle landing – divinely decreed Have you ever watched a snowflake dance wondered if its destiny is mere happenstance a terrestrial haven found through casual serendipity – unbound of the laws of
Beneath the lightof the gypsy moonHer spirit freely dancesPowerful tides within herRising, set free, enchanted Blooming lights of endless starsReflections in her eyesStripped bare, layer by layerOf normalcy’s disguise Her gypsy spirit shinesDancing among the treesSecrets of life revealedAs she finds such sweet release Freed of the weights of theExpectations of the worldHer true self
A Quiet Heart 