up through the fathoms
spinning galaxies resound
music on my skin

they brush my eyelids
and the swirling years, they dance
warm golden sunlight

I can feel the words
embedded in the shadows
syllables of light

I blinked in the sun
and then tripped over the day
laying at my feet

underneath the waves
suspended in the quiet
blue filtered sunlight

shining and dancing
my daughter's beautiful soul
sunlight through the leaves