Poem: Dancer Striding

Dancer striding,
With sunlight streaming,
Letting the air pass by.
Note the sounds of effervescent life,
As the wilderness bubbles up,
And graces the world,
With it’s ambitious scent.
The rise and fall of temperate existence,
Allows for hope to shimmer through,
The previous haze of apathy.
With cresting tides,
The ships of joy dock and lay anchor.

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