Dance
Will I call it the exuberance of oneself,or the expression of the self within?
Within and withoutisn't all of creationitself a dance?
Like a child's first expressionis not to speak, but to sing.
Before its feet learn to walk,they want to dance.
There can be no dancewithout a dancer.
But as long as I remain the dancer,can there truly be a Dance?
So I dance,and dance,until the dancer dissolves.
And so,the Dance remains.


Poem | By Shantrika



