We dance—
we live, learn, and love
play and cry
Life is a dance—a swirling of people and events
colors and feelings
creating beautiful togetherness
We fall, we rise
sometimes rough, sometimes flair
life’s lessons learned
The beat carries laughter and tears
the rhythm flows on, a river to the sea
we spill into eternity.
Be on the floor when the band plays
as songs once sung forever disappear
melodies infusing life into souls.
We journey
with streams of people
circling around the ballroom floor
Till the night is finished
and the quiet forces us
to remove our felt-bottomed shoes
The dance is over
but we were there
we danced—and so we are
MRM
Now & Then & Etc
My place to narrate happenings and thoughts now, or to post from my writing archives experiences then. By nature this site’s writing is rough and exploratory.
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