Dance Atop The Earth

October 25, 2018

Feet racing,

dancing atop

winter snow...

or spring dew.

my mind stills and there is a passing peace,

there is new life and fresh air breathing through my bones.

dancing into darkness, dancing out.

muscles work to burn away the bad, to build the new.

keep moving

with people

in winter snow, in subway stations, in studios, in fields.

moving to learn, to live.

moving to grow beyond myself.

grateful to move.

to heal.

grateful to dance atop the earth.

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