My Dance Is Unrehearsed

What is it....... what was it......... and what will it be......... all these thoughts in my mind calling me I believe it was a notion of a dream looking for motion a theatrical performance searching for a need so I danced unrehearsed and sang in colored bursts and I captivated my audience to feed their thirst... _____________________ rainy days...... I see the purple posies........ I step past the pebbles off the beating path falling to my knees I sip from the purest stream of rainy days And springtime dreams my dance is unrehearsed