Star's Dance

I breathe in the sunrise

Feel its warmth in my veins

My soul dances forth

In a jubilant combination

Of turnings, twists and slinking

While my body lays solemn

in the deep prairie grasses

where it is hidden

invisible to ally and adversary

trust

ripped from the seams of my vocabulary

A stone in the meadow

Frozen with uncertainty

Until it is swathed

with the silk of darkness

and the smooth milk of the moonbeams.

Once protected

with the delicate bars of night

my limbs are unearthed from their terror.

I lean down

Fingertips aware of the cool silver of dew

I am a flowing sheer curtain in a starlit breeze

Sleeping clematis nods at my passing

And I continue my dance

Until once again

The sun reveals my brokenness

My limp and my shame

And I lay down

Patiently waiting to be unearthed

By the soft lunar beckoning.