Dance of Life (poem)

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Winging down
in around
the zoosphere
we find
a single
being,
intertwined
invisibly
in fleeting forms
shadow-dancing
with itself
in separate mind
seeking
sometimes
fearfully
to know
what lies behind
its seeing.

This is probably around 30 years old. I ran accross it for the umpteenth time while looking for some particular song lyrics that I needed to digitize. It’s in weak pencil on poor quality colored paper, and wouldn’t be a good bet for long survival. But I can still remember the pleasure of writing it, and therefore thought that it deserved something better than a recycling bin.

I also found the sought-after lyrics, and got them on my hard drive with somewhat improved punctuation.

 

The image accompanying this piece is a product of Apophysys and The GIMP.

 

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