The Little Girl In Me…

Stands behind me holding both legs
occasionally peeking around to see
At times, she wants to go back
into the dark, sit in the corner
Knees pressed into her chin
hands covering ears tightly
eyes squeezed shut
gently rocking back and forth
mouth sealed
but,
the breeze on her cheek brings color to her face
causing her to gasp at the freshness
the colorful lights in the sky
strain her neck to see their canvas unveiled
To dance I feel the loud music
beating through her chest
I feel her.  I know she’s there
I sense her heels digging in, fists clenching
at danger, uncertainty and fear
Facing realities long feared in real time
eyes wide anticipating the axis of the earth
will soon spin off into orbit
peeking around seeing impossibilities
become possible
smelling flowers
picking up rocks
touching mortar along brick walls
not quite ready to stand beside me
and hold my hand
not quite ready to run ahead
hair blowing, arms in the air
looking back all smiles
believing all is right
with the world.