Sometimes, All I Need

Is to move. Dance.

As this body was meant to do.

Escape.

Float away with Earth’s rhythm.

Lost. Found.

And should I meet you in the center,

When she gives, and gives more

We shall meet inside Her pulse…

And know

This is where I began,

We began.

Where I learn.

Where you learn.

Where I met you

And you, and you, and you.

And you me.

Here, there, now… gone.

Sometimes to return,

Other times…

Where I grow

Where I hurt?

Where I thrive

Where you thrive!

Where I die

Where we will die

In peace, content, smiling,

Because I moved, I danced,

With you.

I experienced

You experienced

In the Book of Time

Are we strangers?

When together, same place

Same time, same beat?

Every single moment

Of this singular planet

In step, in rhythm.

Alive, so very alive.

So not alone

This is it. My body knows

I belong here, now.

We belong here, together

Moving together, dancing together

That is a life well lived.

THIS was a life well lived.

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Live Well — Love Much — Laugh Often — Learn Always

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