dragonboy56

a blank canvas to dance on

a blank canvas to dance on

lifted up out of the before
asked to dance
a smile cracked
as the self that holds me back
falls away.

Eyes blacker than all else
pull the elements into them.
capturing releasing.

a childlike fantasy
embraced
well past childhood

drifting into a beautiful uncertainty
the elements spiraling in and out
of one another.

green soup
into under lumbering subtle
movements
that shift the world.

releasing all keeping none,
the fabric of I
the fabric of you
the movement of Tao.