My Spirit is Nourshed By

In circles around my body, the hula hoop travels
from hip to hip with music commanding its orbit.
The gravity of melody, harmony & rhythm
transformed into a dance inside a hoop, on stage
at the back of the crowd. Children stop and stare;
mouths gaping open,"How's she doing that Mommy?"

Grass between my toes and wind off the bay;
a nourishing breeze for this bright, autumn afternoon.
People jamming together for slow food. Sustainable nourishment
while we nurture our spirits with the conversation, the education.
To grow and learn, old and young orbit like this hoop,
create goals to break out of the same old circles
and find new tricks with a simple toy.