In Light We Dance

In light we dance,

In days of timeless breath our paths full twist,

Past time in feathered tenderness,

Toward the sound of shining bright,

The warmth on skin,

The brush of life,

The rush in sky on moonless night.



We pass then meet once more,

As whispered air on secret shore,

Sway, washed and seen,

Never touched,

Longed-for love in life yet lost in dream.

. . .


For those we meet in dream...