by Deborah Michelle Jordan

Created on: August 27, 2008

The Signal

She stood on the steps and through her head back-
her arms outstretched to the sky.
I could only see her from the back side
I figured she was smiling.

I remember envying her passion,
her charisma and her style.
I wondered what could make her so happy,
making this physical sign.

I ran up behind and said, "it's a good day?"
She kept walking and replied,
"its always a good day when you're surprised,"
and I struggled to keep up..

She began to sing but I couldn't hear-
felt she was speaking to me.
I strained to listen and got very close-
heard her say, "will you see?"

Determined to know, I ran up in front,
She stopped and I gave a gasp.
Her face was mine but her eyes were so clear, confused, I said "who are you?"

She began to dance - twirling round, she smiled, "today is a good day," she said.
It's the day you saw yourself as you are -
the best of you is inside."

I woke in a sweat, with peace and a smile -
I'd met myself in a dream.
I hadn't recognized that happy girl,
and now I believe I see.

I sent myself a sign to be open,
to all that my days can bring.
The soul's arms are outstretched in perfect joy-
the head should give in to song.

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