Sandrabeal botanicgardens oct2022 32

DANCE WITH ME

A storm is building up out there
though the sun still shines on me.
The clouds are getting darker
as they blow in from the sea.

The wind is gaining power
as it joins in Nature’s prance.
Now in my blood a singing starts
and She invites me to the dance.

I’m a wild and willing captive,
swaying to her ancient beat.
Entangled in Her earthy charms
my body feels the heat.

No partner in this world of ours
has offered me his hand;
though a lonely sight to humans,
in Her splendour I now stand.

It seems to me that in our Souls
we can feel her Majesty;
yet within the realms of daily life
we can’t set our true selves free.

Some part of me refuses
to be chained by others’ rules.
If they find my ways too childlike,
I’ll spend time with other ‘fools’.

For now I’ll find my happiness
locked within the storm’s embrace;
the lines from past betrayals
no longer etched upon my face

© Sandra Anne Beal

One Comment

  • deb williams
    deb williams

    I’ll be a “fool” with you – what a privilege! We’ll dance and dance in the loving arms of Nature.