The Beginning
The beginning
The tropical birds are flying in many colours above our head
We dance below with wild fire burning as our hair flashes on the edge
Our bodies twist and turn as the air we breathe is an aphrodisiac pledge
The sand we stand on is pure white and is shaping our feet like marble wedge
Becoming a force of nature fresh and vibrant alive never lead
Many will follow on the path that we have first tread
All of us must again come back to the sea in the afterlife it is said
If we do not then our souls will be left on this Earth to become selfish then dead
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