Stars and angels or

candles and clouds;

velas y faldas amplias?

The dance; wings on air,

the spell of music and movement.

My heart in step, my mind

lost in rhythm and laughter.

Music that reaches me

across mountains and deserts

across language and time.

Sweet arrow in my heart.

 

At a table, yet my feet quiver,

my body moves.

From whence this helpless stirring?

A life force?

Music born in ages lost.

Music a historic heart beat.

Music a rhythm of life.

Music a river; floods the mind.

 

Dance on!

The music, plays for you!

Dance on !

This is your life.

Take joy in your arms and dance.

Dance these few years away.

If only in your mind!

 

Dance!

 

 

David Garlick, Puerto Vallarta, January, 2001