In my soul

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