moving from within by Lynn Crane

Moved to stilness
           Listening
An impulsive beckoms to move
Slowly
I ever that familiar place
            Dance
Immersing myself in movement,                  feelings              toughts
                                                      rhythm,                images
The essence of my being expressing itself
A moments speaks to me                           Discovering
                                       Dialoguing                               Clarifyung
Spiralling in the floot where once again stilness calls
I hear the echo of a long part of me.
Living quietly
Tears flowing
Still waters
Amareness of breath
Rising falling
Rising falling
The dance of life