Sunday, January 18, 2009

day two

twirling with delight
at the wonder of movement.
the freedom escapes our fingers and ankles and heads thrown back in joy, utterly at peace with ourselves.
how can we all be such strangers together?
where is the harsh unfamiliarity of the everyday, the everyman?  gone. outside.  where there is no
dancing.

2 comments:

Cathryn said...

come see the pooch! xoxox

amber lainey said...

oh dancedancedance.

i hear there's a play, waco, and ??? in the future my friend! wow.

would love to go for a walk or drink a cup of coffee sometime soon and catch up...

be well.