A Dance Among the Thorns
gossamer voices beckon
gradually awakened
into a dream
treading faintly
languid drifting
embraced in muted glow
feet unadorned
gently pricked
nimble figures sway
in rhythmic tide
unhurried stride
accelerates
fluent movements
expand
to eloquent ballet
uncanny grace
articulates
an unheard aria
sweeping gestures
serene passès
subtle pliès to grand jetès
translucent melodies
cradle their motions
bare feet unfeeling
an otherworldly swirling
isolated
from daily drudgery
a dance
among the thorns
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