Dancing On The Wind Poem by Debra Cranford

I am the song of the voice inside you
set to the rhythm of the wind
a hint of a breeze that blows around you
right then.....catch your breath, hold it in
you will know somehow... its different
as if the breath... in its exhalation
will be a cleansing of the past
hold your arms out...
try and catch what you cant see
That fleeting feeling...that need... that will be me
The small flurries that you see rise and whirl unexpectedly
will be my dance for you
you will hear the echo of my laughter
and you will smile for me too