The Dance

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The Colours of Life,
Envisioned by Three Spirits...
They move Elegant and Free,
As if in Water...
The subtle Sounds of their Feathery Skin,
Like a Song in the Wind...
They Roam the Waters and Sky,
Of the Realm In-Between...
Visions and Dreams they Bring,
To those who Seek the Rhythm...
They Tease and Play,
The Ones Blind and Deaf to their Dance...
Their Movement Stirs Something Within,
As a Thing Ancient is Awakened...
Some Awake Serenely,
Others in Chaos...
But in the End All will Find,
The Tranquillity within the Storm...

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May 12, 2010

May 12, 2010

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