Whirling Dervish

She was last seen twirling down route 94
By the newspaper delivery men
Fully dressed in dervish costume
At four thirty in the morning.
Having driven down the road,
The police have confirmed that she either entered
The woods, or was picked up along the way.
But knowing Rita, I think it was something else entire.

She always spoke of Heaven, and how one day
She would find it.
The dervishes believe that if they spin fast enough,
They will take off
And reach the Home of the Soul.
Rita held the secret of this miracle in her eyes.
When I think of her now, I can see her
Whirling up from the dark hills
Toward Heaven, past the stars
Which play like children in the Earth-bound sky.