[Poem] The Dance Within
Not all who dance have graceful form,
Nor polished steps to weather storm.
The dance within, a fire bright,
Burns in the dark of lonely night.
A child who spins, with arms held wide,
Embraces dreams where they can hide.
The weary soul, a silent sway,
To chase the shadows of the day.
The artist's brush, a rhythmic stroke,
A dance of color that awoke.
The writer's quill, a flowing line,
A dance of words, both dark and fine.
So listen close, beyond the sound,
For every heart on sacred ground.
A silent dance, a whispered plea,
The rhythm of life, for all to see.
Thank you, friend!
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