So, She Dances
In her head the music begins.
It’s soft and wispy
like a dandelion seed
falling to the grass.
Body swaying.
Hair gliding with the wind.
Eyes shut to feel the rythym.
So, she dances
Stars begging to
come alive.
Some animals awaking, others off
to sleep.
Dirt crunching beneath her feet.
So, she dances.
The music’s
building.
Colors flicker behind her eyelids.
Branches clashing together, sound
like a frenzy of beating drums
It stops and all is still.
With her eyes still closed
she rocks a few seconds more
with a twirl it all comes to an
end
That familiar excitement still
rushing through her veins
So, she dances
