To see what the world sees
In you would be to miss
To get stuck in mundane.

Looking in your eyes
Seeing the depths of being
A playful energy wanting out.

Moment of connection
Feeling the burn of the past
Hesitation to be again

Then it comes
A flower blooming
Taking over reality

The dance begins
Subtle at first
Soon, birthing a dragon

Like a kalidescope
Movement and energy spin
The dancer being danced

In that moment its real
This. Is. All. There. Is.
It cannot be named

It becomes a gravity
All become involved
All become evolved…

A conductor of beings
Danced in a pool
Of universal love

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