Pass the shuttle, wind the thread, a dance with no pattern
Weaving strands of beauty simply because they are beautiful,
Dance simply because the body moves, the heart will fly,
Needing no meaning, still . . . I do not dance alone, and so
I will spin, body, I will spin, thread, I will spin, I will
Smile
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
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