Release

Release

Sunlit fingers of grass dance in the wind, sending
tendrils of electricity playing chase along her bared legs.
Eager fingertips stretch toward the taunting grass
as energy recklessly pulses through her veins.

Breathless, her heart races as the wind plays with her
sheer skirt and tosses and tangles her straw-colored hair.
The sun kisses her ivory skin as she moves in perfect
rhythm with the swaying grass.

Swirling and twirling, she releases her burdens, offering
them up as sacrifices to the wind. As she closes her eyes,
waves of ecstasy now ripple through her body, and she
yields to the grassy earth, her spirit renewed.

Pat Nelson
November 5, 2010
Revised December 28, 2011