Blessed be the rhythm
of my feet
how they can carry me
to the pace of the beat
swaying and twirling
I feel free
and the curve of my hips
the shift of my legs
I feel like I am flying
Thankful for dancing
in the late hours
independence, flowing
within my body
emotions find a way
to hold my hands
and we dance together
in the dark
and reconciliation
of mind and body
finds its way in a slow dance