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He reached his fingers to the stars willed his legs to dance forced his head so far back that in the bow of his body the bridge of his dance allowed particles of flaring sunlight little faeries of elation to traverse to the other side He saw his lean lithe body pirouette and position, ran screaming from one side to the next in a perpetual wish to catch that last step, that last grand move, to capture small smiles for infinity in his psyche He said adieu to his last dance; farewell to the music only his ears could capture, goodbye to a world of ballet without him, his choreography no longer visible, but still resonating in this time and space where once he moved.
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Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 5:50 AM UTC
Eternity In His Mind
He reached his fingers to the stars willed his legs to dance forced his head so far back that in the bow of his body the bridge of his dance allowed particles of flaring sunlight little faeries of elation to traverse to the other side He saw his lean lithe body pirouette and position, ran screaming from one side to the next in a perpetual wish to catch that last step, that last grand move, to capture small smiles for infinity in his psyche He said adieu to his last dance; farewell to the music only his ears could capture, goodbye to a world of ballet without him, his choreography no longer visible, but still resonating in this time and space where once he moved.
April 6, 2017 Copyright ©Darren White
#ballet#dance#choreography#music#disability
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darren-white
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 5:50 AM UTC
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