Look. Gaze. Really, for an entire minute. Or more.
Now closer.
What do you see?
Here is what has been creating itself inside of me in response.
Death Dance
Your brilliant color
dazzles and blinds
as you pass by.
Your body swaying
this way and that
carried on the unseen current.
Such grace that holds you
Arms open toward the sky
Head back in wild freedom.
Your dancing form
holding firm
as you twirl around.
Dance your last
dance away
and be released.
Let go of all
that brings you here,
even breath
and blood
and breeze.
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