Thing
Mysterious thing
sprung forth from imaginings
no one ever knew as u dance to the rhythm
the infinite inevitable vibration
Oblivious yet all too present
skillful swift upon the percepice
reaching out to grasp & contain
the artful dodger forever misssed
The shadow appears feel the dreams
here there everywhere never
nothing like it ever seems
so intimate too daring
Out of the many one of a kind
achieved attained sustained were not playing
i was born to make thee mine
amidst the winds of change
Mysterious thing
sprung forth from imaginings
no one ever knew
as
u
dance
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