Cosmic Dance
Life is a dance,
Without rehearsal,
Moves of beauty
Elegance and eloquence
Play out
On a green jewel
Pirouetting
Through a void.
Each step
A glide
Into the unknown
Each gesture
A motif of defiance
Expressed
In joy.
Opher – 8.11.2019
My wife is a dancer. She sees the world through movement.
I too see it that way. It is beautiful.
The ripples of corn, the waves in the sea, the waving of branches, the shimmering of leaves.
A murmur of starlings, a shoal of fish, the breaching of a whale, the sprint of a leopard.
The waving of hands, the creases of a smile, the grasp of a handshake.
The orbit of planets, the radiance of a sun. The throbbing of atoms, swirling of electrons and flash of light.
All life is a dance.