Though it is far off The wave still rushes for the shore And all of us caught Between its place and its goal Must make our choice: We dance along the rolling surface Or we tumble and churn in a choking ballet We choose grace Though fatigue whispers "give up" We choose that dance The … Continue reading Incoming

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We can forget To look beyond The standard The obvious Shades our perspective Until the ballerina Must be tutu clad A cloud of pinks All barres and form While nature Performs her dance All her creatures Playing their role Weaving the world Into beauty Living a dance We overlook ~ Caroline A. Slee