Dance

Diving into
the depths
of my unknown stillness…

Shall I just sit and listen
to the birds that whistle,
the winds that blow,
the trees that grow?

Or shall I dance,
dance to the rythm
of my thirsty soul?

To wildness
and tenderness,
crazyness
and stillness?

Loosing myself in oceans
of healing waters
to balm my wounds,
to rise up again...

and dance, dance, dance...