dance the river is there to rise
dance touch me and close your eyes
dance the winds will touch your feet
just dance and dance feel the beat
dance the river will find its mouth
dance east and west north and south
dance the river will find my lips
dance the poles to move my hips
dance the bees are dancing hives
dance the trees are swaying lives
dance the waves are breaking through
dance the sides for me and you
dance the birds are dancing flights
dance the stars are dancing nights
dance the currents dancing veins
dance in soils dancing grains
dance the last atom cutting a knot
just dance and dance until you cannot
dance a among foreign people, , , in the heaven law.....is not allowed, if you didn't know, know, , , , dance alone to save yourself fro curse, , , instead of dancing read holy verse
Dance becomes an invitation to interact with so many facets of life, the river rise touches my eyes my feet dancing to the beat, the river rise fills my mouth hips lips swimming within the flow, with bees I take flight from hive to dance pollen flower among swaying trees, dance waves through birds stars currents in my veins through all possible grains, into knots of atoms dancing electric attraction repulsion motions, through multiverse flowing tokens.
A beautiful poem above dance which includes the nature and its gifts and life also.
nacho, khushiaN mnaaoa daraya paani se bharnay wala hai nacho, khush raho jab aankhaiN bund kar tum muje cHootay ho nacho, khoob nacho pawan pair tumharay chooey gi nacho aur dekho music ki dhun tumain fira de gi
Very beautiful................ dance the birds are dancing flights dance the stars are dancing nights dance the currents dancing veins dance in soils dancing grains
It may be just me, but end-rhyming seems to chain down a poem and make it sound archaic, as if written in another time. The repetition of 'dance' here feels like overkill. Rhyming and repetition do not necessarily make for a solid poem. We need to know who the second person is here, to see and feel them.
Beautiful ballet of nature and of life you have here created. Makes a beautiful ensemble.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Miroslava, I think, has used the word dance, in the sense of enjoyment. This poem is telling, every thing that is seen is enjoying the short life and we should also enjoy our lives. These thoughts are not new, remember the following lines: - Laugh and be merry, Remember better the world with a song. I don't know why Dea Dear took it so much otherwise.