Dervish
spinning in an orbit
waiting for the next shift
of balance and rhythm
gravitational pull
lines up the heavens
while you spin
a dance of ecstasy
alone in a desire
for the touch of mystery
when the Holy arrives as
a whisper on your cheek
words pulsing in your ear
does the spinning stop
when you simply walk
feet bare toward the light
Pamela Olson, 3/7/09
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