The moonlight dancer.

like a horse running free.
a bird flying from a tree.
is a girl running shoeless.
running through the world being careless..

her hair traipsing behind her.
shimmering in the sun.
her skirt billowing as she runs.
she knows nothing but of this she’s sure.
she knows not her destination.
because she reaches it with every infatuation.

she’s a moonlight dancer.
moving her body to the faint light.
dancing for the man in the moon.
loving that it won’t end anytime soon.

letting her feet take her away.
though in one place she will never stay.
she’s always looking for new encounters
to match or better the one’s around hers.

she looks for companions to join her journey.
they are her sole motivation.
living for the sensation of living.
living for the freedom God’s giving.

in an alleyway
i watch the parade march in front of me
Their step unifying the group
i stand solo alone single
a mysterious Hand
pushes me forward
i fear the Group
unable to turn away
unwanting to go forward
incapable of a say
the parade marches onward
Left right Left
like a drum
thousands millions of Them
all in a row content of Their fate
do i march onward
do i flee
will the Hand controlling me
ever let me be
the Hand that guides is a helpful Hand
i know not how to march
the beat however is familiar
i stand learning until my time comes
to leave my hideaway
and jump into the street
how will They greet me
Who will meet me
the parade marches onward
unaware of me
than a Hand pulls while the Other pushes
catapulted forward
Left Right Left