Dancing smoke

Smoke swirls slowly

like a carefully considered

Tai Chi movement,

taking the shape of least resistance

creating and dissolving;

revealing itself

as it floats into  the filter of light,

like a horses mane

of floating cobwebs,

or plumes of silent waves;

tickling like jellyfish tentacles,

billowing out like mermaids hair.

All too soon light fades,

and the smoke dance

disappears.