The Dance

By: belasbrightideas

Apr 25 2013

Tags: , , ,

Category: musings, nature, personal, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized

6 Comments

Aperture:f/2.8
Focal Length:24mm
ISO:640
Shutter:1/20 sec
Camera:NIKON D80

I loathe cold coffee,

though I find cool tea palatable.

Beyond explanation,

only one derives from Latin America,

the other from the Orient.

 

Perhaps entwined

in the hairlike strands of my DNA

lurks an obscure memory

of peasants whirling; bright colors

arcing like rainbow cirrus

striated across deep azure heavens,

or the sensual backsteps of tango –

dark eyes driving deep into my interior,

demanding passion, not complacency.

 

Tea, on the other hand, is ceremony.

Small cups and dainty painted-on mouths.

I can sip and nothing is demanded,

save appreciation upon inhalation.

Service, too, backs up –

but shuffles, not gyrates away.

Eyes cast downward, indirect.

 

Life is lustful; she is sublime.

Tides strip out, swirl and eddy –

roll in, crash to shore.

Claps of thunder or the soft pad

of a snow leopard;

Locked in the embrace of paradox,

I submit to the dance.

 

6 comments on “The Dance”

  1. Beautiful mindfulness

  2. My dear friend I have nominated you for The Best Moment Award! Congratulations! Please visit this link: transcendingbordersblog.wordpress.com/2013/05/01/the-best-moment-award-3/

  3. Very thoughtful, Bela. Emotions perfectly captured through your words. 🙂


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: