moon dance

She twirls under the moon as the summer wind carries her hair away from her face. Back and forth she sways, continuing the humming which calms her. Her plan is to dance away every commitment that she has ever made, she wishes to free her mind. The life she knew was slipping away to where she had nothing left to control. She keeps spinning beside the same blades of grass in hopes of making herself as unbalanced as her world seems.

The stars shine as spotlights on the field which has become her stage. Every worry inside of her finds its way to the surface and starts to walk away. The foolish notions she has held on to from her childhood begin to seem rather silly. Prince Charming no longer has a place in her life. The beautiful steps that are taken involve no choreography, she makes her own pace. She dances to the beat of her heart until exhaustion takes over.

She looks up in the night sky out of confusion and wonders if the swaying motions were seen. The moon smiled in her direction for he knew it was the heart behind the dance, not the dance itself, that she desired to be known. He whispers encouraging words as she recovers from the aftermath of fatigue. He warns her to dance in a certain direction so the devil doesn't steal her logic away and become her dance partner.

The secrets she stores within her heart, as dark as the night that surrounded them both, were out in the open. With each burden that was spoken the more peace flooded into her life. The dance underneath the moon was a healing experience for her.

All of her worries were taken by the wind, carrying them to a distant place.