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Thursday, April 20, 2006

Dancing In The Morning

Rating: 5.0
It comes suddenly in the small hours -
It appears when I can’t stand this world,
And when I can’t hold back my bitter tears.
It’s a morning dance – I am in a whirl…

My veins are filled with tones of music,
I feel the new fresh blood in my bones,
My soul feels the rhythm - the dance is magic.
I hear nothing except for the loud tones.

It’s my lonely dancing in the morning.
It comes into being out of the blue.
It brings new power – I feel my heart beating,
Now I can look at everything anew.
Jolanta Gradowicz
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COMMENTS
Sandra Fowler 20 July 2006
What a beautiful.positive piece. The imagery is charming. One could hope that this dance lasted all day long. kind regards, Sandra
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Patricia Gale 16 June 2006
A wonderful way to clear the blues. Well done. Patricia Gale
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Patricia Gale 16 June 2006
A wonderful way to clear the blues. Well done. Patricia Gale
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