The dance of the life, the chance of time
Ages of man and woman have written
Pages and pages of nonsense to fill the subject
Still the real bells and whistles are not simple
Complicated motions seen, not seen, ventured
And not ventured because they are imagined.
So is the dance a waltz with the windows today?
Is it a solo piece targeted for solemn attention?
As long as the dance continues the story goes on.
So mark the time that the sonata ended
Depart the performance gallery until next time
Was the performance real or just for show.
© Dave Schipper Rose Riversongs. 2012