It was in the depth of the rhythm
the laughter that echoes
the joy that beamed forth
the cymbals, the bells...the cringing bird bells
it was magical and yes, fairy like
it kept me waiting for dusk
it kept me hoping for rain
Rain pouring, sun beaming, birds singing
And I was sure that the miracle of the day lay in the hope.
I heard them sing, I saw them dance
I found the little giggles powerful to the heart and Yes! I sang along
I danced along, I swayed my hips to the rhythm of the drum
I let my body be rocked in delight if only to drink of the miracle of hope.
I grinned with hope and danced with contentment
and for the lasting beat of my heart I knew that life was a miracle.
it does not stop tonight
it will play on days on end
it will awaken the fairy tale in living
it will remind me of the times of joy that come by once in a while
yet they carry with them the hope for the hope that washes over the day as the sun rises.
Tonight I dance in wait...tomorrow, tomorrow I dance for the arrival of hope.
