Dancing with the sky

I once danced the dance to captivate the sky. It would swirl around me and help me keep the beat of the songs that played in my head. I once let my hair whip around in rhythmic sways but since then I've cut my hair short. I left the sky in 2007, I let the ambrosia drag me down away from dancing and joined the ones who stood still and let the world revolve around them. I've since found my beat and am starting to regain my moments of hip movements and foot slides. The beat is pulsing upwards through the blades of grass and climbing up to my dark hair. It is surging through my veins and I can feel the dance of dances coming back and I will once again captivate the sky.