Monday, April 3, 2017
She As Told By Him- The Dance
She would spin and twirl, the wind tossing her baggy clothes to and fro. She was a beautifully free ball of chaos exploding from within herself. All of her went in different directions as she moved with reckless abandon, caught up in the moment, and doted on by the Creator of the very ground upon which she danced.
She said nothing and yet she worshiped. She offered nothing and yet it was enough, She was alone and yet she was held close. She moved with clumsy grace and I am madly in love with her.