Movement Poem by Shelby Smith

Movement



A chill from head to toe
Like the wind that swiftly blows
A hand that reaches down
Like a touch in your soul
A feeling to move
Like a child in the silence
A wonderful love
Like a mother with her child

Not easy to explain
Not east to tell
The experience is yours to understand

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