There is a flower
There is a vase
This vase houses water and soil
The flower is dependent upon being immersed in this water
Without water
There is a vase
This vase houses water and soil
The flower is dependent upon being immersed in this water
Without water
There would be no sound to ignite this flower
to send its roots to embed in the richness of soil
bringing graceful movement
that reaches full bloom
Last Tuesday marked the day of my very first Flamenco dance lesson
Flamenco is composed of two parts:
Last Tuesday marked the day of my very first Flamenco dance lesson
Flamenco is composed of two parts:
The guitarist & the graceful dancer with heels
The percussion in Flamenco
The percussion in Flamenco
To accompany his strings
Is the very beat of her feet
With twirling hands
With twirling hands
She adds beauty to both sight and sound
She is the flower
The guitarist the water
She is the flower
The guitarist the water
The soil their stage
Our eyes and ears the vase
Without the sound of strings
Our eyes and ears the vase
Without the sound of strings
there would be silence
No cue for her to stomp her feet
No cue for her to stomp her feet
No cue to move with grace
No cue to twirl her hands
Without the water
There is no guitar
There is no dancer
There is nothing to hear
Nothing to see
A Vase with much potential
Without the water
There is no guitar
There is no dancer
There is nothing to hear
Nothing to see
A Vase with much potential
with soil, although dry
a stage where life can be seen
Yet, lacking that which gives and sustains life...
…Water…
…The Living Water…
All to say the least, my Heart says, “Tuesday evening was Flamenco dance Lesson number one… of many!” Time for some new shoes and a Skirt!
Yet, lacking that which gives and sustains life...
…Water…
…The Living Water…
All to say the least, my Heart says, “Tuesday evening was Flamenco dance Lesson number one… of many!” Time for some new shoes and a Skirt!
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