Entrancing Dancing

ENTRANCING DANCING I find myself here in a different world Unfurled notes stroke like silky fingers Melody lingers in this different time Tunes climb, then again descending No ending, as if old but still unborn Corn waving to a gentle triple rhythm A prism separates emotional shades No maids, just naked dancing men And when the music stops so will I But my mind is now linked to theirs And shares in relaxation without care I dare to dream that this may be real Also to feel deserving of any prize Yet recognise this is ancient Greece So please don’t regard this as folly It is melancholy, yet uplifting too But you may know Gymnopedie 1