The mystic dancer

Poem 21 for April. The poetry month.

                                                              The mystic dancer

Was a perfect day, Lake St. Clair was dancing and the sun, sun-kissed my face. The grandchildren were enjoying the water and I sat reading my Jack London's book "When gods laugh." I watched the million wildflowers dancing in a nearby field and dancing with the free-wind.  I wrote some words.

                      The mystic dancers

Holy or not, they would dance freely and abundantly in the wind.

They were color of red, they were color of purple and the color of white.

Many disliked the strangers who would appear at-will and

I loved them. Every one.

They were mystic dancers for the people who loved nature.

They blessed the earth with a gentle beauty and they create a landscape of beauty,

I will not forget.

I hear my grandchildren playing and I told the wildflowers.

I want my grandchildren to be like you.

Forever free to roam and settle.

Never locked-up and forgotten.

Thank you for making my world more beautiful and wonderful."

I walked to the wildflower field and I tell the goddess of the lake. Thank you for the beautiful day and showing me the wonders of my world. 

Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I was married to a dancer...and when she did ballet, it was movement on water to me.
I loved to watch the rehearsals to see the dances in progress, the creation of them...
much like creating a poem...the process so interesting.
This reminds me so much of her.
we are still very close...and a few summers ago, I went to see her dance in a production of Romeo and Juliet...she played Lady Capulet.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

This is very cool Jacob. A skill dancer can steal our mind and our thoughts. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[NotUsinganymore]

I am thank you

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

'The nature itself is the greatest wonder of all, and you are a part of it.'

Thank you for sharing this.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Sarah for reading and the comment. I love the free wildflowers.

[Poetic Beauty]

The image of beautiful wildflowers swaying in the breeze scattered all around is gorgeous.a wonderful vision to drift off into

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Now in Michigan. The wildflowers and dandelions are everywhere. So cool. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[NotUsinganymore]

Really enjoyed the descriptions!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I hope you are doing well.

[Just Kim]

Such a wonderful and beautiful write

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I love the days of Spring.