Monday, November 28, 2011

Dance.


Someone questioned me yesterday,
acting or dancing?

Dancing.

Singing or dancing?

Dancing.

Now let me tell you why?

While dancing I can act,
my moves are not myself,
while dancing,
there's a new spirit in me 
that makes me dancing.
The moves describe the song
that is played.
While dancing, I can also sing,
sing by the moves.

Dancing is so subjective.
That's what I like,
something subjective.
One thing that can be described in thousand ways.

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