Feet racing,dancing atopwinter snow...or spring dew.my mind stills and there is a passing peace,there is new life and fresh air breathing through my bones.dancing into darkness, dancing out.muscles work to burn away the bad, to build the new.keep movingwith people in winter snow, in subway stations, in studios, in fields.moving to learn, to live.moving to grow beyond myself.grateful to move.to heal.grateful to dance atop the earth.