Saturday, July 09, 2005

(Chaos Has It's Own Reward)

Chaos, unpatterned, unconfigured, unchoreographed

Radiant rainbow of energy surges singing
Up from the essence, sweet dark wine from the soles of my feet

Baptizes in beauty the strength of my beating blood
Power of steps, unmirrored, unknown by any heart until now
I am filled with wings of freedom; In duende I dream ~ I Dance

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