She moves with steady feet
moving through the dance that is her life
carrying the load on her shoulders
and within her mind the heaviness bears down.
Sweeping the dust and setting aside
that which no longer can serve,
thousand of pounds of regret and misery
she steps away in the waltz
one two three free.
Each piece she has gathered through the years
now set aside on the path behind her
becoming smaller in her minds rear view mirror,
she turns and gazes towards a lighter day
feeling the air moving through her hair,
falling softly around her
she is beautiful in her mind now,
not heeding the words she’d always heard,
not believing the truths that dragged her down
she watches her skirt sway about her legs
as the feeling of peace washes over her,
slipping the bounds of her prison
she moves now with her head held high,
picking up speed she stretches her soul
and runs to the sun like the wind,
knowing there’s no turning back,
letting it all go
lightening the load
knowing it is just so.
Smiling as her heart beats to the drum in her mind,
dancing like leaves
wild and free,
into the setting sun and beyond
she knows which way to go.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 