Dancing With My Soul
" dancing with my soul "
Through an open window, I heard
a rhythmic flow at first it seemed
to be the wind as it if it were singing
a whistling tempo of mesmerizing comfort
I laid there listening as if it were but a dream
until I heard a voice matching the rhythmic flow
in harmonic sounds as opposed to words
Intrigued by my curiosity at first I sat up in bed
and listened rubbed the sleep from my eyes
Convinced that it was not a dream
I stepped towards the open window
and in the early morning light
I witness the sounds in motion as
a vision of beauty danced on the edge
of the glenn amidst the morning mist
the grace and beauty of her motion
creating the rhythmic flow of sounds
and when she opened her mouth
as if to sing in place of words
Came a harmonic tempo a melody of
notes of such beauty reaching the
depths of my soul compelling
my heart to sing my body to swirl
As the rhythmic flow brought serenity
to every fiber of my beating heart
matching the vision of beauty
now dancing with my soul
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