They Fell....Deeply Until they were
Lost in Her Abyss
Swept them under and
She was their Breath...
She carried them deeper
into another space, a distant place.....
The Stage, the Dancers, the Crowd were as one, yet separate, and in between. Mystical, surreal, like in a dream. Embraced, absorbed,
Within her energy.
Her tide released them, Only to draw them in again.
Intertwined, immersed in perpetual motion.
The Dance had a Life of her Own.........
She rose up to the surface to gather light in the
Sea's foam. She took its warmth and lifted them beyond this Earth...
Renewing them....Changing them forever...
The Dance cast her spell.....and
for a moment frozen in time.
True magic was Real...".
words and drawing by Rhonda Barber Art