A Dance NOT in rig
morale.
It is Not a
dance of dance macabre,
Not a ballet in supple
move,
It is
not a dance of romantic
twigs
In show or posture
of snake’s hood,
Not a dance
stunning the stage,
Nor a twitch and
turn of hands ,
It is a
dance of karmic tune
Gyrating within your
self
Jumping to the
rhythm of preset
dawn.
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