Time Travelling

In gay abandon I dance to the music from within In step with the soulmate, I so remain moulded. He lives in me, as I live in him. No distance, then matters Through, lives we're together It's Time Travelling Like a dervish in prayer This endless whirling! Precariously perched on these Heights I swing, Silent - the mountain birds, speechless in their renderings. In rhythmic motion my feet spin. I am Nature's Child. My messenger's, 'The Wind'. It transmits the music The other vibrates, yet (requires) no harp strings. Rendered is music, from heart strings. In rhythm my feet to the song sung by him! We sway in harmony, What glorious timing. In unison, we dance. When the music wells from within!