The Grave Dance

The Grave Dance


Watching white headlights pass into red taillights
the wind is angry this last October night
The sky is black, the air is crisp
and one sad soul has waited an entire year for this

Tonight the dead come out to dance
To glide freely across shadows they can't make anymore
Their whispers ride the air coming from nowhere and everywhere
Every move a tribute to the freedom in death
Every word a memorial to a life lost to regret

One sad souls looks upon this fluorescent ballet
waiting for his dancer to draw near
He still has her face and smile memorized
Even though he only sees her once a year
In death she feels nothing, not even pain
But this one October night she can feel love with him
and him with her while her face is sweetly aglow

For hours they hover above meaning
Existing as flesh wrapped in shadow
The silence of night their song to dance to

Peace lingers angelically on the wind
as his love allows her to live again
Her Heavenly glow alights his smiling face
as once again his kiss becomes something she is able taste

A crack of thunder rumbles from the sky

In time too soon they fall
As the breaking sun signals love's last call
The dead must be dead again
Slowly her face dims then goes dark altogether
Time is up and they are no longer one
As she fades from this world a single glowing tear falls from her eye
resembling a mourning star crawling across a nighttime sky

Once the dead are back in the grave he turns toward home
Filling with sadness as daylight draws near
He has nothing to do now but quietly wait
remembering her face until this day next year.