Tuesday, 17 July 2012

Jubilant

My colour is orange,
My sky is blue,
A universe supports me,
As I stand on a thin layer of trust.

I hold my jubilence
Softly and silently.
The trust is thin.
The crust might break.

No audience required.
Cradling this feeling inside.
Strong wind could blow it out.
Protect it. Hold it safe.

No audience, just this
Precious thing and me.
Unobserved,
I dance silently

(spring 2011)

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