The Great Dance
His sleepy eyes peep in at me
From aimless dreams I clearly see
He calls me to an a brand new day
The cold dark shadows fall away
His song sweet rays awake all life
And from his perch he calls his wife
She lifts her vale of darkened thought
Man's untrained eyes have seen her not
The duo dance with perfect time
To see them not is near a crime
So on this morn I'll wake and see
The dance that makes our spirit free
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2010
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