Dancing Upon The Moon Poem by Kristin Nicole RothDavis

I dance with the spirit upon the moon
in a thousand dreams that captivate my soul.

Embraced by the wind, as the stars
blink in harmony to our song,

I remember a lost girl inside screaming
for love, aching inside.

The spirit shelters me...
our dance comes to a halt.

Stepping backwards, with eyes of remembrance,
I look directly at the spirit.

Without a word I show the spirit my
shattered heart.

An imitation of many hearts openly awaiting
and longing for the same.

A mother of two with no future for them...

A cancer patient facing many fears and
triumphant tears...

An anguished child doing the work of an adult,
raising his parents and siblings in hopes to survive.

... tranquil tears...

The spirit comforts me and lets the
sunlight back in my soul.

Opens my eyes and I see a river that whispers
the spirits name across many fields of fury.

Calming fires of disbelief and doubt that have
started blazing through the nation.

Where gardens die from angry rain and lovers
hurt one another due to trials and tasks.

Abruptly, I turned my head, closed my eyes and
instantly seen two lovers sowing their love
while tending to a magical garden.

Hand in hand with the spirit once again

anxiously inquisitive, I inhale deeply.

The spirit offers me to believe and I will see
the light that heals my wounded soul.

Instantly, without a doubt I fell to my knees.

Courage spoke within me and I stood tall upon
the moon that carried all the treasures from
the stars.

I debated with Faith and discovered when she lead
me to a rainbow bridge that took us where
we chased the sun.

I awake to a memory of dancing alone in a world
of love in a field of pansies and marigolds.

I spread my arms wide, twirl in circles while
tears of joy play tag down my cheeks.

My daughters now claim a thousand dreams
that we should all believe in.


Author Notes:

The inspiration for this piece was brought by another poetess seeking in a contest someone to raise her spirits.

During the holidays, (12-17-2007) it's always a stressful time for all. Days filled with worry... I wish everyone a blessed holiday and a safe new year!

Copyright © Kristin Roth-Davis