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Life is but a Dance Through Time
| Posted at 02:06 PM on January 10, 2009 |
A poem I wrote for the Omagh Arts Festival back in 2002.
Life is but a dance through time.
If the world had no colours or creeds
what a small place it would be –
no differences between you; and me.
No melting pot of spices to savour
food eaten would be devoid of flavour
face would remain the same
no debates, no one to blame.
But life is full of dancing feet
that bloom and bud to a different beat
many expressions, many deeds
out spoken view points and concerning needs.
Blood that flows within us all
remains the same colour, when cut from a fall.
So to accept life’s rhythms with loving intent is
to acknowledges creation and time well spent.
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