Nature’s Trance

Aiyanna on Dec 5, 2010

We are all dancers dancing the trance of Nature. What we make of it Co-creates the existance of our Wonderful World.

Waves on the roll,

Thunder the Bass,

Bamboo the flutes,

Earth the Stage.

We are dancers,

Dancing the Dance.

Moving in rhythm,

To Nature’s Trance.

What we make,

Our own steps.

Prizes are won,

At the end

Of this stage.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) 5th December 2010

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MaxBuceo on Dec 5, 2010
Very nice, i like this post
albert1jemi on Dec 6, 2010
lovely work
jamesII on Dec 6, 2010
You my dear–are the prize! I mean as long a seven or more have not seen you as a prize before and only to wake on Christmas day with a prize of disappointment–if you know what i mean! Cool!
jantamaya on Dec 9, 2010
Beautiful.
quiet voice on Dec 13, 2010
…It is a stage of life. Very interesting poem. Thank you.

Hi there!