Dancing


I see the sounds of lost sheep
Fools and wanderers
in the mist
Waltzing to harmonies
That only sheep ears can hear
Crashing in Synchrony
A recital in fog,
The dance forms a mind
Of its own accord,
An unconscious of sheep
Untapped by man.
Such muscle in brains
Power from song
Strength from beauty
A dance of sheep
 
Advertisements

One thought on “Dancing

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s