"i am a dance—play up, there! the fit is whirling me fast!
i am the ever-laughing—it is new moon and twilight . . .
elements merge in the night—ships make tacks in the dreams...
i swear they are all beautiful;
every one that sleeps is beautiful—everything in the dim light is beautiful"
walt whitman (from "the sleepers")
" . . . dance me to the end of love . . ."
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hi bonnie - nice connection to your almost neighbour leonard's words!!! have a lovely day. steven
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hi jennymac, and it's all about the dance inside you that bubbles out as laughter - and dancing of course - and seeing and being the goodness!!! good times!! steven
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