Twirlling Life

 


The Circle Dance



We joined the dancing girl

twirling twirling n’er to fall

the one who danced for us all

for  dreamers, realists too

lovers, yes, short and tall

dancing dancing for us all



desires, fears, strong hearts 

maimed and healed, frail souls too

so much so much the twirling does do

All in and of life, she dances for

we hear, and join to sing that song

twirling twirling right along



the spinning never seems to stop

She does dance, and so does he

he and she are you and me

night and day like the world we’re on

we dance with the moon and to the sun

spin away the sorrow, recall the fun



Do not stop even in your dreams

for our only life we have is here

dancing close and dancing dear

spinning slow or spinning fast

never ever stop the loving dance 

we live by grace we live by chance



Cruel humans try to halt the flow

against life forces they cannot grow

may our tender true dance of passion

push evil violence out out of fashion

holding hands, for each other caring

stops the vicious acts with daring



The Earth turns yearly round the sun

a distance that we see in seasons

Our planet turns in circles each day

and tilts with seasons as if to play

each of us aids the flow of life to give

seasons grow, rest, each life to fully live




©james m. frase-white  10.06.2023


A painting/poem for Judy's book

 and for dear friends

 who on this day were born

Beth & Dorenda dear ones dear

Partners in the joy,

the beauty of this lovely dance

this lovely time called life

Happy Birthday, each and every day.

with love from Jim & Chuck

and those dancing dogs

good ol' boy Jasper

and circling little Cricket

hounds of honeylove



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