The Dancer

As dew drops sparkle

On grass so green

And sunlight filters

Through youthful trees


You’ll spot her whirling

An ethereal mist

Her presence splintered into

A thousand golden rays


Music is playing

But it’s not to be heard

A silent song rising

From slender lithe limbs


And her heart lies open

Exposed to those judging

But she has not a care

For what the world thinks


If you wish you can join her

In this joyous trance

Share with her the rhythm

She will teach you its grace


So dance and be free

Let your spirit scatter

Like a thousand spinning leaves

Caught in the wild wind


As the current pulls

And the ripples gather

Don’t resist the soul’s song

Taking over your mind

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Storyteller, holistic health guide, and lawyer, with a mission to promote health and ways of living more harmoniously on this planet and with each other.

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