Once there was a little story who wanted to grow. It wanted to be there for everyone, to learn and to teach. But the story was small and fragile, and so it was sitting in the memory – it’s the foggy place where all the best stories hide until someone finds them and brings them to the light.
Dance, we dance by the shore,
on the road of dreams to open the door.
Awakened by the spirit of sound,
We dance for life that we have found.
Dance, we dance with the waves,
the purity of what our soul craves
the deepest sea is in our mind,
invisible yet the strongest bind.
Dance, we dance with the pounding,
Universe beat is all surrounding
To feel the dark and see the dawn,
cause that’s what for we are born.
Dance, we dance until we fly,
When we let go, our hands touch the sky.
The Earth’s breathing your feet can feel,
As Moon and Sun, that’s fully real.