 |
|
||||||||||||||
|
|
Once there came to the court of the Prince of Birkasha, a dancer with her musicians.
She was admitted to the court, and she danced before the prince
to the music of the flute, the lute, and the zither.
She danced the dance of flames and fire, and the dance of swords and spears :
she danced the dance of stars and the dance of space, and then
she danced the dance of flowers in the wind.
When she had finished, she approached the prince and bowed her body before him.
The prince bade her to come nearer, and said unto her, " Beautiful woman, daughter of
grace and delight, whence comes your art? And how is it that you command all the
elements in your rhythms and your rhymes? "
The dancer came near and bowed her body again and said, " Gracious majesty,
I know not the answer to your questions. Only this I know :
The soul of the philosopher lies wake in their head.
The soul of the poet soars in their heart.
The soul of the singer vibrates in their throat,
but the soul of the dancer abides in all of their body. "
~An excerpt from The Wanderer by Kahlil Gibran >
My Live Journal has been put away on the shelf for now.
~:~:~
Read the beautiful poem "The Goddess Dances" by Richard D. Valentine
~:~:~
 Dance and Travel Photos |
 My Teacher and Friend Eliane |
 The Dance Boutique |
~:~:~
Home : Enter My Realm : The Living Image : Let Me Tempt You : WebRings : Art and Dance Sites