The Freedom of Dance
Freedom of movement, our life is a dance.
A spontaneous choreography of potential bliss.
Each step unbeknown to the next,
all in one fluid movement from here to there.
Some days a spinning head dizzy with joy, no fear or worry.
We are all dancers in the ballet of life, our stage invisible but so obvious.
The footlights of each day mark real time not rehearsal.
Dervish delights, oblivious to pain,
swimming in smiles we are in
the freedom of dance.
