Dance has me stirred but not shaken
From here the depths of my soul reawaken
I arise through the expression of this sacred art
Stepping into the light protected out by my open heart
The magic of silent rythym has me in a twril
Like the koru of a fern I release I unfearl
Dancing with beings not on this plane they teach me the ways of moving with no shame
Slightly mad I may seem
As I smile upon the ones who remain unseen
The freedom of dance invigorates my being
Silent mind
body moving
spirit dreaming.
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 12:04 AM UTC
Dance has me stirred but not shaken
From here the depths of my soul reawaken
I arise through the expression of this sacred art
Stepping into the light protected out by my open heart
The magic of silent rythym has me in a twril
Like the koru of a fern I release I unfearl
Dancing with beings not on this plane they teach me the ways of moving with no shame
Slightly mad I may seem
As I smile upon the ones who remain unseen
The freedom of dance invigorates my being
Silent mind
body moving
spirit dreaming.
