it is not a hard thing to do
dance, what is so hard with using your feet
for the lively hours
those vertical positioning of the bodies
for some horizontal desires,
dance, as though there is no more music
of the world tomorrow
be happy in short, be a part of this world's
celebration
this journey
where the earth having no feet and arms
simply floats
in space and takes that heavenly dance
with the sun and stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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