Spirit Dancer

I was just so young, And searching for something new. I wrote a letter. Pouring out my heart To you, a complete stranger, I let it all out. I turned a corner. I danced toward a new life, Risking what I knew. The uncertain path, A sort of yellow, brick, road, Stretched out miles ahead. Finding the wizard Was never my intention. I wanted freedom. Life was so crowded With responsibility I could never rest. I looked to you then, As the model archetype. You guided with care. "Finding our own way." Aspirational thinking, Robust and naive. You have now passed on. Many miss your wisdom still, Knowing you were real. Your spirit dances! Stirring our hearts and our minds. Even as old crones. Leaping into view, We remember your unique Choreography.