Maranda Pleasant Art
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Dancing with No Music
From all that is familiar
I broke away
Now I am lost
without a place
wandering.
With no music like a fool I dance
and clap my hands.
How am I to live without you?
You are everywhere
but I cannot see you.
--Rumi. The Pain is the Cure.
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