the real swan lake dance

by Leonie Dawson on March 17, 2007

She danced, and I danced,
and we danced together.
I was laughing and whirling and falling over
Two women, in love with spirit,
by the lake with elegantly arched swans.

I think I might want to do this all my life.

I am flowing again into the air like dust that shines red…
off to a brand new city for a week long artist’s date.
What does that mean? I am sure I will discover.

May you always be remarkable.
May you always know you only have to walk your own path to be remarkable.

in light,
Leonie
awomanabsentinblogupdation
butfullypresentinlifeandcreation.
{and that’s absolutely right for me right now}
:)