The dance of wind

I am flying.
I am flying!
It happened so fast.
Yes, suddenly I felt
myself floating.

I felt the wind
catch me.
That wind
threw me out
in a wonderful dance.
Neither salsa, nor tango.
No, Tonight I danced
the dance of life!

I danced with a butterfly
there up in the sky.
We knew our dance
couldn't last.
But as long as the wind blew
our dance could continue.
Among stars and moons.
Among raindrops and sunlight.
In mild breaths.
In heavy throws.
Our bodies danced

And so we came
to that place.
Where the wind blows
til north and south
from the same mouth.
It's hard to part
in the dancing heat.

But what a dance!
To be able to fly!
Still just for a week;
that's luckiness.
And who knows
were the wind blows?
maybe we get to dance
again?