we touch the wind

let it   tangle   our   h a i r
     d a n c i n g
   s w i r l i n g

thousands            of fingertip            pirouettes

?steps in soft shining moonlight – dancing
and howling, we embrace
connected             by             souls
h e a v e n l y          h a r m o n y

 
thousands joined as one
      dagger-sharp claws and pelt of wolves
          soft splashes and hard scales
             weightless leaves and stone stances

in nature-raw,  paper-tiger wind        lovingly caresses       souls
spirits       vitality
     until wisps of color, consciousness of mind
blend into
        a ballet     teeming      with thousands of harmonized
souls        blending together
      spirits of      t h e      e a r t h
j o i n e d      i n      w o l f s o n g