This is what it feels like to dance.

A freeing

Not fleeing

Nor feeding the urge to run…

Avoiding the advoidance of the facing of truth and reality that is ever-present

This is what it feels like to dance.

A glimmer of hope

Pillowed steps…softest landing in a safe space

Marking steps no one can erase

Surrounding specks of goldie lights emersed in this place

Joy-filled Peace in the essence of my soul…looking upon His face.

The coolest breeze.

The supportive smile.

The warmest hug.

The most blissful taste.

The kindest touch.

The sweetest sound…

This is what is feels like to dance.