In my soul, I'm dancing
to the sweetest song
eyes closed in sweetest bliss
sweetest solitude
sweetest freedom
Swirling gently to enigmatic melodies
being whispered deep
and low
and long
To music woven clear through
every inch
of every cell
for ever on
Poetry enchanting as only magic can
and does
and will
upon
release
Swells up like a pounding overtaking wave within
repeating again once more
suffocating all other thoughts
except this moment
this song
this
. . . . .
this
fragile joy
this
inarticulatable . . . something
That breathes fresh life
and fresh peace
and fresh sight
and
satiation at last
For the unbearable craving
too long ignored
too long unseen, unfelt,
unknown
too long embraced
too
long crippling
This music of my soul
achingly
embracing me
that
keeps me dancing
breathing
unseen
Free
