Thursday, May 29, 2014

Determined

Perhaps you carry the weight of a broken heart
Still under its heaviness, dance

A boring life seemed choreographed for you
The painful steps predetermined

Keep time to the quicker 1-2-3’s
That you hear from the life inside everything

When you have no music, tap out the rhythm
Hear the snap of fingers and the clap of hands

Maybe the lyrics didn’t give you joy
But no tempo has ever torn you down

You never forgot what the spotlight taught you
And no one believed your final bow

Take to the stage again, my friend

The crowd is awaiting you

2 comments:

  1. I love this metaphor of a dance and performance and the way you keep it going without it sounding forced.

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  2. "When you have no music, tap out the rhythm." Love this.

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