Sky Dancers (200)

“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Sky Dancers

We live in our earthly skin,

You, Me and Your Dad

Our spirits close to the surface

More than most.

We are sky dancers, yearning to be free

Unencumbered by the pull of daily living,

Snagged by the entwined lives of others.

 

You once said you wanted to live in the sky

It is the perfect place, cushioned by soft silence

Floating in the wind, drifting above it all

It is where you rest and gather light

For your return to moving forward.

 

Your Dad floated from the sky

To earth, light as a feather

I could see that when he was a toddler

Curling his toes away from

Prickly blades of grass

As if he yearned to rise again.

He soared to heights, sometimes

Blocking the sun to cool those who could not fly.

 

I want to burst through this life

As pure energy, freeing my spirit

From the daily washing of rice

And the stirring of oatmeal,

Taming my spirit to remain in this vessel.

 

We are sky dancers

Temporarily grounded

In our earthly skin.