Artistic Rhythm of Life

ARTISTIC RHYTHM OF LIFE Days painted in lavender, dancing to the rhythm of life, the staged sphere is my canvas, the feet is the double-egded pen as steps rave in blurred tones, see the moon-walk in my sunset like MJ sliding on to stardom gliding with each stroke. Dancing to the rhythm of life, shoes tangle around different angle, breakdancing to break forlonity & my gloom falsified by the brightness of light joy brings, Table turns as the fire in me burns and inspire in me a lyric; Arts, music, dance...my cave and clinic. Therein lies a universe of joy & power, a kingdom that surpasses imaginations. Dancing to the rhythm of life, though challenges welcome you in, but in victory you exit through doors: We enter as humans but left as gods. Dance as the edge of brush glides through canvas, tirelessly moving in rhythmic spirals. Though your labour may endure for the night, your joy will come in the morning and brings fearless living not careless dealing. Dancing to the rhythm of life, sharing love and not telling-off, dance like lillies in the woods; visions will come, inspiration beckons... Powers expand & comes understanding to teleport from battles to the throne of heaven, where Judah Himself fights for you then you become a mere spectator in your own earthen Battles. Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright © July, 2020.