The Dance Of The Light Poem by M. A Heathcote
The Dance Of The Light
Not caring who or what observes its infinite beauty.
The dance of the light
Beneath the surface of the water
Like the David Hockney picture,
A pool with two figures has me mesmerised.
A mirroring algorithm of life without substance
A visible flickering of the divine
Dancing with itself in dreams without an audience.
It is a miracle to itself, the embodiment of love to all else.
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