Come Dance with Me
There’s
always one
at a
wedding;
a
whirling dervish of a child
spinning
in circles on the dance floor,
hearing
some internal muse,
feeling
a musical beat
in
her primal soul,
oblivious
to time, to place,
released,
unhinged,
caught in a swirl
of
fancy
dresses,
flowers,
ribbons,
hopefulness,
brimming,
spilling into the day,
grown-ups
crying, laughing,
dancing,
kissing,
confusing,
bemusing,
enticing
to a
child,
spinning like a dervish,
full
of joyous abandon,
saying
look at me
and
you will see what life can truly be,
come
dance with me
and
you will see.
Your words give the perfect feeling and joy coming from this child. It helps me remember! J
ReplyDeleteIt would be lovely to capture this feeling in a bottle and serve it as an elixir for all the world's troubles.
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