There is a peace in finding answers

There is a peace in finding answers
Forgotten in the earth,
By distractions pulling
Syllables through the air
Elusive as smoke . . .
Found the question calling
Out in high notes on the back
Of a leaf left drifting in smoggy years
Feel the winding body wrapping serenade,
The future tickles my ears . . .
Tiptoe, and trip, sing stand and try one more
Silly step, dizzy dance holds my hand and head
Hearty and hesitant