some strange but beautiful door opens
from time to time
and inside the dancers dance
watching the play of the clouds
listening to the soft music
of an autumn drizzle
when they stop dancing and stand still
the rustle of birds feathers
slow dripping of pine leaves
begin a new music
a slow but deep lilting music
of love of life
then some strange
but beautiful doors open
a new dance begins.
~Dip
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