Mary's Dance  
by Alice

I was standing in a book store..and met a woman I used to work with.. I have not seen her in 4 yrs.. I had quite a spiritual experience and ran home.. (yes feeling).. and wrote this..I wanted to share


I saw her... and as we greeted I asked, How are you.. There was no need for her to reply because I knew..

She said, " The cancer has returned"..
I said, " oopp Poop"
and she laughed and said.. 'Exactly!"

In that moment... as I touched her ,my hands fell thru her essence
It was perhaps the greatest beauty in my life I have ever experienced..
And in that moment I wanted to shout.. " DANCE, MARY,DANCE!!!"

Put on your toe slippers..and tip toe in a lifetime of precious circles
Each step more beautiful than the next.

Let me be but one instrument in the Symphony of your Journey here,
Let me play but one tone in your ear..

That you may Dance!!

Buckle those high heeled black Tango shoes...
And step sharply.. in RED/BLACK/ daring sliiiddding motions...
Keeping the rose between you teeth!!

Slip quietly into those soft soled shoes...
and so distinctly ... touch a soft sole dance upon the moment,
Knowing how exquisite this moment is.

Embrace the hardness of the silver taps!!
Dazzle this place with the quickness of your step
and the rhythm of your life un bridled.

S T O M P to the ancient questions, we all ponder;
Make us stop and listen to your every movement,
Let us learn from your story.

Sexy, black jazzzzzzzy shoes...
Stretching, bending.. silken high kicks
Keeping this place mesmerized.

Place silver adorned, spiked Waltz shoes upon your journey
And glide, Ohhhhhhh so smoothly,
across the Waters of life.. with the elegance that you are.

Stand barefoot against the earth, with the mud between your toes
Remember the humble beauty there
And then DANCE naked in the forest!!

Dance, Mary, Dance.. tis your time to celebrate
The wonders of yourself...
And Dance!!!

For those few moments... I watched her dance.. and gave thanks I was given such a gift...
Thank you Mary for dancing .......... your gifts are boundless and your spirit cherished....


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