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The goal of life is rapture. Art is the way we experience it.
Joseph Campbell

A calm, unpretentious, breathtaking connection,
A hypnotic glimpse of Zen-alike delightful flection.
Spirit healing serenade into the borderline,
A serenity of a viable pond is lost in perfection.
 
The laconic calmness that is invoked and divine.
A magic soul, soaring in sync with heaven's shine,
untying of mind and soul from bowing emptiness.
A sigh of solace is followed by another whine.

Achieving inner peace and tackling stealthiness.
Silky ripples, awash in tranquility and richness,
Innate calm is layered with rustical sylvan charm.
Embraced by the arms of unwavering prettiness,

Words began to ooze from the scarlet smarm.
This work was iconic; I've never seen a palm.
She moved ecstatically; she had no tale to tell.
Defeating demons and surviving a swarm

Dance, dance akin to a child before he fell.
Lose your inhibitions below orbs and spell
In the glow of affection, dance to the glee.
Dance, dance, as a baby learns to quell

Dance is a trick to happiness and ecstasy.
Dance is the dialect of a huge banshee.
Dance is a specific way to discover your mood. 
Dancing before a kid is dangling on his knee.

Written: April 02, 2023

1st place contest winner 

Writing Challenge - 'R' Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France

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