Alive

You touch me with feeling
And act like nothing ever happened
But what you don't see is
I am a transparent hand
dancing at night

You have to give your spine a rest from all that crouching
I can feel the women of the music
Echoing throughout my fingertips
Through the walls
And words fly out

 .......

How it feels in my hands
Vibrating through this pen

Sometimes it starts in my feet
Then my entire body
Spins
I am spinning no one can see
Yet it is happening
I AM GLAD TO BE ALIVE
I am glad to be loving and loved
Even if i were close to the finish
Even if I were at my final breath
I would take a stand
Benefit of such astonishments
If I were a sufi
I'd for sure one of the spinning kind