The Beginning

The beginning The tropical birds are flying in many colours above our head We dance below with wild fire burning as our hair flashes on the edge Our bodies twist and turn as the air we breathe is an aphrodisiac pledge The sand we stand on is pure white and is shaping our feet like marble wedge Becoming a force of nature fresh and vibrant alive never lead Many will follow on the path that we have first tread All of us must again come back to the sea in the afterlife it is said If we do not then our souls will be left on this Earth to become selfish then dead