Dance

They beckon me to join their dance

moonlit floor of dewy earth

carpeted with clover and thistle

whirling,twirling twixt the trees

dancing,dancing..for hope,for life..

for all things..for nothing..but the dance itself

I must say no..for I can not dance for all eternity…

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