I let the music take me like a kite,
I spun and swooped, I dipped and soared –
twirled without dizziness and without getting tired
as if a power not my own had moved me

I came for this, and so I was rewarded,
so, for a brief time at least, I could fly,
yet, like a kite, I needed some connection,
something to hold me up against the wind

Without that, soon I wandered aimless —
my motivation faltered, I lay down —
without the invitation to dance with others
my movement faltered, started to go bland

And that’s why your appearance
was such a welcome sight —
your eyes met mine
and launched me into flight.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 8, 2017