Saturday, March 5, 2011

Dance !

When nature moves, she dances.
Her every step is a circle dance.

The four seasons dance around,
As do the stars filling the sky.

They dance beautiful patterns,
As if swept up in musical bliss.

What melody do they dance to?
They must hear music we don’t.

They're constantly celebrating,  
At the Musician’s free concert.


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