Dancing Words excited in conscious shaking souls quake
This old familiar friend, a love treasured and known
My mouth is burning to say what hasn’t been said
Steeped with knowledge hidden deeply within my heart
I request an audience with with my passion
A poem unleashed in a truth hidden in reverence
Wake me to the glory of now, wrapping me in love
Living a mindful existence while I waken
Waiting to be told what to do
All in the name of being alive
I am alive to the glory of Summer.
