Radical Dances
radical dances
ground of our beings once again,
come alive!
shall I open my eyes and tune the instruments?
create our occasion where we ought to be?
In the place just right central to our delight,
syncopate our movements
clutching our hands tight.
recognize the hour to begin a life
radical dances
in the blue moonlight
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Artwork & Poem by
(Canada)
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