5 Senses 2 Feet

I’ve always been encouraged,

DANCE!

Why? And for who? Is there anything to dance for?

             I heard the magpies singing, early AM hours; it must be spring again.

DANCE!

             I saw the sunlight spill in from my window this morning; it coated the wooden table. I ate the red Gala apple.

I asked you, dance for who?

                                                                                                                         DANCE!

I taste eternity; I miss how I saw the world at 14. I think about living versus being alive, which one am I?

                 I butter my multigrain toast. I spread my ambitions and dreams.

DANCE!

I felt mum’s footsteps through the floorboards; what’s on for her 5-to-9 after her 9-to- 5?

Did she buy chocolate?                                     Did she have enough money for that?

DANCE!

For God’s sake, why? And for who?

    I smelt the gum trees; they left constellations of sunbeams twirling on the concrete.

I watched.

  And watched.

                And they whispered,                                                         dance. for you.