Dance (Dance 205 Poem from Day 1 of class, Summer 2015)

Dance

It’s the exploration of physics to the overwhelmed English major,

The translation of unknown emotions

Which provides the only daily surprise to he who thinks he knows himself.

It’s the goofiness when you’re alone at home

And need to be truly childish

To fully celebrate

The storm of blessings raging around you.

It’s what you know you can’t contain,

Sorrow, grief, joy or despair.

It’s the only way you can never, actually,

Lie.

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