• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 10

Dancing Memories

When the town’s street

Was filled with colors of joy

We danced and danced with

Every bone in our body

No one to judge

No one to stare

Of our art for the world

Our endless moving feet

Twirling and spinning

Over the swaying grass

The clouds would watch

Our leaps and bounds

And start to dance with us

The wind would join

Our non-stop ballad

And the Earth itself

Would join this dancing festival