I want to dance along this path
until I arrive at
that place where
the earth kisses the sky,
but not too quickly, please.
Because, you see
there is so much magic along the way
and I need to inhale it all,
let it mingle in my mind and soul.
I want to drink it in greedily,
swirl it in my mouth,
and encourage it to linger on my taste buds.
I've learned there's no real hurry
to arrive at my destination,
and that I will be taking the byways
and back roads
that meander through sleepy old towns,
stopping for picnics along the way,
watching the bees gathering pollen
and the butterflies nectar.
No, there's no hurry,
none at all.
But when I do arrive
I'll turn and look back
one last time
and simply smile in awe
before I tumble into
a brand new space.