Dance is the sanctuary of a unique cognitive nexus in the human souls
Where the hearty body refines yet improves science and all known arts
Dance is the rival of all power and mother of once unsuccessful success
For he who dances strongly has within him the gift of dispelling miracles
January 18, 2012 at 2:21 pm
Cem,
That photograph of the dancer in the clouds seems right out of a recurring dream I had when I was an adolescent: I had many dreams of the total freedom of dancing in the sky amongst clouds . . . very blissful.
Thank you.
harmony,
mickey