Dance of Life
Perched by the open window
tiny dancer bathed in glow
beneath a veil of green eyes
gilded lily in disguise.
Faded scars cannot erase
sad memories from a place
where sticks and stones broke her bones
sharp lessons learned long ago.
Dodging minefields, cat and mouse
secrets hidden in old house
one magic moment has turned
to cold dust where fire once burned.
Sinews, muscles stretch and thrash
finding strength amidst the ash.
though hope seems lost with no trace
she exudes amazing grace.
A strong breeze from down under
pushes sorrow asunder
as she glides forth, free from strife
in this mystic dance of life….
Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015
August 19, 2015
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