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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