Dancing at the top of the world
spirits laugh and spin and twirl
the mist of the mountains
they kick with their feet
and sometimes send snow
sliding off of the peak
The sound of their laughter
waifts thru the air
calling to those
who before had played there
At the top of the world
where time has no place
the spirits all dance
while for others they wait
Katrina Joplin '87
