On the floor, I stand motionless soaking in the rhythm absorbing the beats feeling the music from within. My hips are the first to move to the rhythmic muse pulsing through my body. My legs are next steps that match the sway to my hips. My back and shoulders respond with a lift and a twist. Following suit, my arms stay in flow with the tempo. My body a canvas of music dancing across the floor movements of unison steps of beat a slow shake of the hip a shoulder curls as an arm carves the rhythms in the air. My body a canvas of music the music my muse dancing across life’s stage. Suddenly, I realize I'm dreaming.
Heart of a Poet ~ Eyes of an Artist
