Final Dance – Hour 1

Her feet swiftly burrowed
In the depths of warm sand

As she sat in admiration
Of the creation at hand

Every grain a reminder
of the great “I am”

Surrounded by a beauty
The expanse of the land

With a quickness it wrapped her
In a ferocious embrace

In this dance as she dipped
It covered her face

Arms flailing unable
To utter any words

She drifted ever so gently
This dance never rehearsed

She succumbed to place
Of submission and surrender

Never once for a moment
Did she think this dance would end her


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