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The Dance Between
The light of dawn begins to creep
Between the angled slats at my window
Stealthily across to where I slumber
Then gently easing my eyes open.
A new day has begun
Will this day have a single purpose?
Or will it instead head off in many directions?
Will all my moments be focused,
Or will I dance between a kaleidoscope
Of work, play, focus and fun?
Deep within, a yearning arises.
Let this day be filled with magic.
May I focus on creation and
Enjoy the flow of energy as
Words erupt joyfully out of me.
Let there be playful times
Where the child within me comes out.
Time with others, laughter erupting,
Skipping and running and dancing,
Maybe a food fight with friends.
Creation may be defined as work,
But it also creates a warm glow
Of fulfillment and pride.
Growing, becoming, progressing.
Words to uplift and inspired shared.
Time well spent, a legacy created.
Playful moments are like red blood cells
Flowing through my creative veins.
Healing aches, nourishing my spirit,
A time out, an open place,
For new ideas to plant their seeds.
I love flowing from one to the other.
And in the space in between I find myself
Immersed a swirling joyful energy.
Between is a place filled with magic.
It is here you will find me dancing.
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