Puppet Dance
There is a moment
When everything aligns
The chaos connects
And dots fill with lines
The hungry gets happy before it gets full
The storm magnifies
Before it falls to a lull
Imagine you are floating
Alone and unknown
When a dragonfly who wants to dry lands on your toe
Look into its eyes
As it stares into yours
In a sweet moment you are one
And then away it goes
It’s all part of the flow
We’re here then we’re gone
We reach then we retreat
I don’t know what I want when the world tastes so sweet
There’s a careless perfection
In the inner workings of creation, destruction
There’s a sturdy balance lifts us, drops us
Yet we always remain in the air
Sometimes we seem to be held up by strings
A careful dance of the marionettes
We sway with the thought
That our clever movements are so creative
So innovative
How easy it is to ignore
When you are the puppet
How easy it is to overlook
When you are the puppeteer
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