Dancing On Thin Ice
Let the motions
of the moon
guide you through
the bitter years
There's no escaping
the scythe of the Grim
Reaper
but before you learn
the truth about the end
Dance your dance!
I know, I know
that you are
dancing on thin ice
but even while lights
you can move gracefully on the floor
or in a garden (if you are lucky enough
to be in one)
Defy time and
dance to the music
of the celestial
orchestra
only you
can carve
your initials into stone
Fleeting rhythms
and fleeting years
but you see through the haze
you'll see the truth
when it comes upon you
and as it approaches
be ready
for it enters softly
like a kitten walking
behind its mother
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