in turning, I am turned by you; in changing, I am shaped by you; when seeing, I am seen by you; when dancing, I dance by you, and through you, and into you- when dancing is the shape of things-to- come and I am blind without the music, will you still take me by the hand, shape me by intent, free me to dance upon the winds? I am faceless without you- ghost-dancing. 6-13-99 JV