for all, not sure where this came from,its not about dying,or wanting to die...i felt life dancing within reminding me of how i used to dance ..many years ago the lightness it gave me when the movements flow when i lost myself in each moment and how i miss this feeling.how i forgot myself..how i longed to dance and now i need to dance again...to train again to be part of the music.. oh dancing daughters,surround me, with sons of earth. i reach my hand gladly, not being unnerved. casting shadows; this fire, these flames burn not, nor harm me.upon this soul torn by memories.,such longing, transpent glimpses, i could not bare to hold... so take my hand harshly, drag me along.entwine this mind ,my thoughts a heart inside, for life ive grown fond of..... come dancing daughters, i'll follow sons of earth. rich passion fuels my form.i'll dance among the living,while death just stands alone... thank you from saff not sure what you felt so let me know...
i felt happy to read it, that's what I felt. It's a good affirmation of life, which is something we all need sometimes. Even when it's a slow, sad dance, we're still dancing... and we can, if we want, at a moments notice, order the band to play a lively tune and do a happy jig on the floor with friends. Good poem
thank you,for reply. to remember life is to live... yes we all have the boot up the bum sometimes.. thankfully. lovenpeace from saff
