For You Life Ought to Be a Silver Dancer

For you life ought to be a silver dancer:
In moonlight, starlight, dancing through your heart.
For you the dream of beauty should be burning,
Trembling with the passion of your yearning,
Even as your days may come apart;
Even as you rummage for an answer,
Not knowing that it lies within your art.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.



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