When the memories past no longer haunt your every wish , the heart can beat again. Gentle whispers of laughter tickling your cheek, add a spring to your step. Hopes snuffed flame burns again, and trust comes knocking once more. Courage pulls you forward, as confidence embraces anew. The lungs new life rhythm sets the tone for an imperfect and exciting dance. It carries on each learning step, growing bold…..into the night…..on into eternity. Dance……dance……dance…..for you’re walking free.
We’ve been spining gleefully dancing together above the clouds. You’ve spun me left and right with your laughter and your charm. Your lifes song is loud and confident, mixing well with mine. I’ve been gladly following suit looking to you with anticipation of what steps might come next, trusting in your lead…excited by the newness of it all, waiting to see what new steps I can learn….what new sound will I hear as our symphonies entwine together… deeper and deeper…. but…somehow a fog is setting in and I lose my grip on your hand and can’t see clearly anymore which direction to turn for our dance. Our song is growing muffled…I can hardly see you anymore. For you are stuck in a step of uncertainty, hearing another tune distracting you perhaps…..not sure which move you want to make with me. Hopeful, I think we will make it through till the sun is clearly guiding us again and our symphony sounds burst through the haze….so…I keep spinning and dancing on my own, calling out for you to join…you don’t hear me though, and I stumble and fall off the edge starting my decent off of cloud nine, back to a reality that you might not have been the one, but just another brief change in my tune. I’m walking away to continue my own dance now. My lifes old song is playing sweetly in the distance,…. but, all I can hear is the missing music note that could make it complete.
His Precious Daughter 