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Memento Mori

I saw them spinning in the field and felt a wonder at their dance. Astonished by their silent shield I paused, as in a trance. I watched and then began to move with each note of leap and song. As I was settling in my groove a darkly visage came along. Up to the center of the stones, I was drawn into a prance. I felt my soul discard my bones and float a different stance. Once the trance was broken, I awakened to sweet fragrance of strawberries in milk soaking, yet my soul still craved the dance. Where were the gods, where were the Fates? Where was that loving God? Among the dead eyes past the gates I coursed my feet away, and trod. Away from the death that awaited me! Away from the cries of the lamb! I bolted straight as Hell allowed to be and came upon hallowed ground. Followed by grief, by doubt, by fear I never did look back. My fright uncomfortably near and ready for the track. My life it flashed, it passed, it fled. I felt each bump along the path. I awakened and jumped out of bed. In dreams, death danced in aftermath. If not for faith and grand reward I’d dance with death until I died. My heart, my soul in bold accord, "I’ll never dance again!", I lied.

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Date: 3/24/2025 3:08:00 PM
Masterful! Looks like a winner! Great throughout, but especially like the conclusion.
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Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 3/25/2025 6:53:00 AM
Thanks for the encouragement Dave. :)

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