Saturday, August 16, 2014

Dancing with sprits




The moment I thought maybe I’d try to   dance for you to see, you were gone. Without a vision; one is nothing but spineless ghost. You didn't belong to the confines of a limited body. No, not when your spirit was so huge, so magnificent.


You were one of those that refuses to acknowledge the invisible rubble at your feet. you visualize only freedom, so you flew even in sleep, you flew until flying was the reality for you.