The Dance of Love.
Still as the calm after a storm
my spirit flows reaching out to
touch the hand , the twin spirit
warm and loving ,silent,
a whispering willow
swaying, curtzeying in the breeze.
A silent ballet of love.
Still as the calm after a storm
my heart beats the gentle rythm of talking drums
urging , pleading, transmitting
messages of love.
Extending ,embracing enticing
endeavouring to share
A silent ballet of love.
Still as the calm after a storm
though the raging waters flow
though dark clouds scud accross the skies
within me my ancestors spirits dwell
serene sentiments they inspire
a silent ballet of love.
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