There is never a last dance. We
Swim through the flames between
The worlds of death and life and
The fear disappears as we disintegrate
And merge into these formless souls
We were born to make together.
There is always the next dance in
Which the atoms of our being spin
Around and through eachother to
Make the sparks leap higher and
Beyond this single universe, to where
Our imagination is unbounded.
Every dance is a holy ritual, a leap
Of faith to bond us with our gods
On both sides of the sacred fire.
Dance is grace and passion,
Humility and strength, failure
And success, everything together
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