Feeling of Beauty

All is silent, all is still No one around to see the thrill; Small, small light A shadow moves The petals move, start to sing Wind picks up, nature's music starts Starting at point base, feeling in the heart Born to feel, always live the same Never let the soul ever be tame; Starting to move, step by step Slowly at first, but fast at last; Keeping in tune to the sound of the heart Finishes, beautiful spin; tidy dancer starts off again; A silent applause, for no one to hear A feeling of gratitude from those who are near; Still no one around, absolutely no sound But a smile suddenly creeps while around everything sleeps. The heart always goes what the eye always shows Never give up that feeling you hold....