POETRY

The Universe Swirls

And Twirls And Loses Time

Time races past me when music is playing, pulling me with its rhythm into the pulse, the melody of life.

The Universe hums when my favorite oldie comes on; I turn the volume high, sing off-key, reliving the past as memories float by with each note of the song.

The Universe spins tirelessly around me when my heels click onto the dance floor, twirling and whirling as I flow into the beat.

And the Universe graciously turns her head and freezes time when I look into your eyes, as if I’m seeing you again for the very first time.

In Her wisdom, Universe holds time as a gift, sprinkling it like glitter into our minutes and hours and years as we dance with the movement of Life.