And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane
by those who could not hear the music. - Nietzsche
Tulips on tiptoe
dancing with daisies
as a rambling rose
sings her song.
Magic in the moonlight
hope whispering softly
a song of sorrow
becomes a lighter tune.
Wind and water waltzing
hearts remembering
love building bridges
that look like rainbows
creating safe spaces
for children yet to be born.
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