The Dancing Youth Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

The dancing youth
Serenades the Sun,
Smites the twilight with undisclosed
Dreams and lucidities
Until the stars
Bow down
One by one.

Their porcelain integument
Shrouds their bones
Sifting away from the madness
Of the world’s acrimony.

Stay young,
And go dancing
Dance with men
And women!
Stable, resilient youth
The clocks could never
Take away your sanities,
Your sensibilities,
The glint of your teeth
And the vigor of your maneuvers.

The dancing youth -
An arrogant strut,
A high-spirited soiree
Of wan creatures.
The encumbered fruit
From the garden of truth
Is that these children
Will forever bask
In the sanguinity
Of the dancing youth

Stay callow,
Sleep in beds
And seize forty winks!
Keep them in pockets,
Bathe in the Sun,
Sully yourselves in the night -
Death will tremble
In taking you,
The dancing youth.

Dance in the furlough
Of austerity!
The roads are calloused
And the rocks are jagged
The fissures are nameless
And the rain will pour
Upon the innocent eyes of
The dancing youth

Still, go forth
Dance
Gyrate like the clouds
Pirouette endlessly
Like the tireless hands of the clocks
Until senescence can bear no longer
In this electrifying union
Of young, brazen souls.

The dancing youth
Will live infinitely
Across the jealous azure
And the flowers that long
To waltz with them.
The fountains of affluence
Will drench the fires of attrition:
And so, with a hapless contrition

Stay callow,
Run away and dance.