The Saving

She danced into my life of emptiness
With a smile that could wake,
summon completely,
​​​​​​sweetly bring to life again
the warrior that I once was
Slowly I rose to my feet
Careful and cautious
Be steady, I told myself
'This could just be a vision'

But, she reached out to touch me
I recoiled in my spirit
Unsure that this beauteous flower,
attired in tradition and wondrously
afloat in culture,
would willingly bring her beauty...
into my lost sovereignty

With shaking hands I reached out to touch
Never have I seen so much
So much beauty in front of me
Unremitting and unmoved by tragedy
that was me
She touched my hand
'She is not a vision, not illusion'
A dream became reality as she led me to the dancing grounds
A sacred gathering was commencing

Then the drum began with thunder
The song was familiar and old
But, it was new again
And I danced like I never have before
She led me around the dancing floor
Of Mother Earth
I was experiencing a rebirth
A renewal in my once broken spirit
I was alive
She brought me back from the brink of death

She smiled as she watched me dance
She took my hand
And we danced together as one
Turning our eyes to the setting sun,
we moved in sync with the thunderous drum
I remembered where I came from

It was here all along
But, I blinded myself into obscurity
Now I'm looking to eternity
With this beautous and precious flower who saved me
I shall live again and stay
Stay with her I will
Love will never go away

Because she found me when I didn't want to be found
Now we are bound
And we will dance
Dance as one
And love shall never die...