The Dancers
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The light ties itself in ribbons around us;
A bright beginning.
We move; a step.
Together, again, and
Find before we have turned,
Time is flowing ...
I offer you an end
And a means
My slow demise is likely yours
Let us hope the sun goddess,
Tracking the light ocean
Warms your heart but not my core
And Lord Orca is left to reign
His cold forbidding dark ocean
Ancient concerns untroubled
By your recent arrival on my
Ice-bound hide.
Breathe with me, children
Learn to be frozen in your time
As I am and have been in mine.
