wait for it

Make no sound

and you might sense me

the noise you make

drives me away

talk and my form

is shaken

move

and I am all

but blown away

I have moved
around you

all the time you have been

alive

you know me as fear

but you deny I exist

I can not be known

only felt

felt in the moment

when beauty peaks
when emotion is
filled to the brim
when the music falls silent
and leaves you alone

make no name for me

to identify me

would make me known

and once something is known

it is harder to feel it

allow me to be

in your stillness

and quiet
with you
still
hold
wait
wait

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Words on something I am allowing to happen whether I want to or not.

Cool poem I found http://www.spiritisup.com/spiritdancerbl.html

Jeff holding