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Thursday, January 17, 2019

Dance of the Soul

 Like a Phoenix, I stood there,

The wind brushes past my skin,

Whispering wisdom, from the Supreme.

And like a free spirit today,

Away from the world,

Happy at the sight,

I dance in the moonlight.

Nights turn to days, and days turn into nights. 

Dawn and dusk pass by numerous. 

I dance and I dance, in a joyful trance, 

In the music of my soul and the beat of my heart.

~ Suranya