• Dance of the shadow
    Over the wet cool grass you dance to a rythem of your own.
    sometimes a mountain , sometimes a mole.
    twisting and turning at the passage of the sun.
    Into the night ,you do your taunting dance.
    Moving freely to and fro.
    yet in captivity soul to soul.
    darkness or light ,your dance goes on.
    like a cosmic song only you can hear ,
    so do your little dance as the passage of time goes by.
    twisting ,turning ,shifting and swaying to your unheard beat.