The depths of my being dance
In the toss and turns of life
A poised form touched by breath
Among curved and jagged edges
My soul touches into the wind
My eyes seeping the life of
An ever so blue-lighted sky
That renders me tranquil again
It is in turbulent days
My essence seeks to reform
Its steps and gentle turns
In sync to life's wonders
Shall the imagination cease
Now of all times in my life
Surely the hairs on my neck
Still quiver in winter's cold
My heart whispers life again
Into my form that moves with
The breeze of this cool day
The clouds that dance with me
Again I find myself at peace
If just for another moment
The blues of my eyes meet
The midday of this blue sky
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