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The Dance

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Running through the grass and the occasional mud patch, I felt it in my chest. A feeling rising from somewhere deep, somewhere beyond. A warming not caused by the sun beaming down, but somewhere within. A pulse invoked from the source, a pulse all mine yet not mine at all. I feel my feet press into the earth and spring off almost effortlessly, a power creating their movement as they take turn in patterned movement. A pattern you cannot write down, it’s tendencies extend to my arms, hands, hips, soon taking over, leaving only subtle memories of myself. Perhaps it was all a beautiful dream, as right here and now, there exists only the dance.DSCN2227

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Author: ohmbass

One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain. -Bob Marley

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