She Danced - a swirling passage

She Danced

It all flows in together. The dress and swirl of colors become one. Coming off the cruise I still hear the sounds of the Caribbean in my head. The salsy beats and gospel Jamaican reggae. The disco club on the top at the very rear of the ship sets an atmosphere all its own. We didn't even venture there this time. Piano bar, guitar solos, Christmas quartets and many people we never met join in to sing together. The love of music does bind us all together even when all does not appeal to us. Still there is something about the beat that brings us in unity.

I Come From

I come from

the other side of clouds, moon and sun

where God sits enthroned enjoying all His own.

I come from

Eve - breath breathed in and softly spoken;

body parts all connected, no bones yet broken.

I come from

a glance, a kind word spoken, moments taken,

a breath wisped on a gentle breeze,

that feeling of the rustling of the leaves.

I come from

pain and suffering, losses great healed over time.

a reoccuring dream that brings me to my knees

realizing it was only in my psyche and my mind.

I come from

current moving fast but not of anything to last

- a meandering river flowing of words

I've grown accustom to.

I come from

thoughts mounted up and taken wings

loud voices, hurtful stares and scary things.

I come from

-amidst the passing of time to a life I call all mine.

-author ME