Dancing sands of the Celebration! <br />Step, step, round, and twirl... <br />Tilting aisles of Andromeda...we, <br />Leaving, learning, fixing <br />Our sights...tuning satellites... <br />Racing sand in Celebration! <br /> <br />Dancing sands of the Mother! <br />Lifting, shifting her skirts... <br />Recalling the baby she held to suckle... <br />Taming, naming it 'Andromeda'... <br />Tossing high, higher, out...farther- <br />Racing, chasing only one hour ago! <br /> <br />Shaking skirts free of sand! <br />We laugh crinkles skyward, blinking <br />Pin-points beckon... <br />In the distance, our Path, course, journey... <br />Ahead, behind, above...hands, that held <br />Andromeda, <br />Fluff pillows, mountains, clouds, <br />Of our new <br />Home.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/andromeda-s-mother/
