Hands That Dance

These hands that dance
that have cared
that have opened
and closed
reached out and pulled back
that have given, received
grabbed and let go
that have touched and sensed
that have worked, created and played

These hands that have waved
you goodbye
and welcomed you

These hands that have held you

©RoseGirl2024

It Is A Dance

It is a sad yet loving dance
It is a fearful yet desiring dance
It is risky yet secure dance
All over the floor
and yet almost
as if nothing has truly moved
It is a wild yet subdued dance
An open yet intimate dance
It is a still yet creative dance
This dance I dance with you

©RoseGirl2024

When The Birds Come Home

When the birds come home
After the apocalypse
And a rainbow is shown
Peace is restored

When the demons
are extinguished,
have destroyed each other
In fire, in chaos,
in thunder and storm

There is this paradise
where the real survived
A pristine island
of me and you

©RoseGirl2024

Circular

My bird, when you fly
make it a dance
gracious and holy
the wind behind your wings
is your music
whatever leaves
always comes back
life is circular
we just dance the lines
of the lemniscate

©RoseGirl2024

Where You Always Stayed

Eyes look in the distance
now only a few miles away
which nevertheless
seem unbridgeable

But they don’t realise
they need to look inward
deep into the heart
where miles fade

Where unsaid words
say it loudly
and are heard
there where you always stayed

©RoseGirl2024

Beyond Time

I don’t leave you behind
in memories
in yesterdays or past years
nor do I place you in the future
For love is the bird in the sky
that flies across
the borders of time
always soaring
in the now

©RoseGirl2024

The Team

There you go
And you might think
you walk your path
through the woods alone
But can you see, truly see
how I am beside you
along with the fairies,
the spirits, the trees
to hold your hand
to cheer you on
as you find your way home

©RoseGirl2023

Muse

Do you find the muse
as I find her
if she connects me to you
and breathes pure poetry
and melodies into us
and even alchemizes
our tears into art

Do you find the muse
as I find her
or does she find us
here in our shared land
even if the mind
is narrowed and closed
she finds her way
to our hearts

©RoseGirl2023

Through Me

Did you like to dance through me
this morning
when my feet made poetry
when I showed you every piece
of the dancefloor
moved you through
rhythms and melodies
I held me, held you
by dimmed light
while outside
trees danced along with us
in wind and rain
Did you come alive
when you heard
the music of my heartbeat

©RoseGirl2023

You’re Feeling Me

You’re feeling me
feel every feel of me
even more of me
from head to toe
and beyond
my fire, my water
my air, my earth
my sound, my silence
my words
without being spoken
in every piece, every corner
every depth and high of me
you’re feeling
you in me
me in you

©RoseGirl2023

Freshness

I hum with the wind
swing gently with the flowers
sing silence with the birds
Bare feet in wet grass
feel the freshness of the morning,
the possibility of thought
as you hum along with me

©RoseGirl2023