~ LIFE'S DANCE ~

Awakening, she found she was still dreaming
Still sleeping a lavender-lidded sleep
The delicately constructed purgatory
Between being asleep and just being
Began to make some sense
Then, in a tiny burst of cloud-like upheaval
Her mind shattered the roof of glassy conception
She sat straight up in her bed
She swore in an intimate prayer
That she'd tasted being dead
That she'd been reborn into Life's Dance
A kind of symbiotic ballet of truthful romance
Facing a wall of force fed comprehension
A mini-minuet between elegance and tension
A most dazzling display of light in the darkness
Shining blades of bluntness sizzling into sharpness
Then,
        She swore,
                         Never Again!
Never again would she be taken for granted
Given a gift of dreaming found in sleep supplanted
By the watchful eye in Life's Dance
By the wisdom found in taking a chance
By the restorative nature of morphing scenes
Or the genius of Life's Dance
She'd gathered in her dreams....

Tony Tayor
* final edit ( for: Dan )