by Carol Lynn Pearson
When she learned that she
Didn’t have to plug into
Someone or something
Like a toaster into a wall
When she learned that she
Was a windmill and had only
To raise her arms
To catch the universal whisper
And turn
turn
turn
She moved.
Oh, she moved
And her dance was a marvel.
Copyright ©:
Carol Lynn Pearson
Last updated March 27, 2023