This Summers memory of a time long past.
When I was strong and healthily, and able to dance.
Arriving as the warm sun is at full mast.
We set up the grounds for a night where all can prance.
Then come the musicians and belly dancers dressed to kill.
Outfits covered with tassels, cloth, jewelry, and leather,
Gold coin-covered skirts, zills, scarfs, and frills.
They will win your heart while they dance for pleasure.
We enter the grounds and start the fire,
As the musicians and dancers enjoy the wood burning.
They start to beat their skin-covered drums, as the didgeridoo plays, next to the pyre.
All through the night, we dance, and drum, play and sing.
Just off the flowing river bend, we watch as the colors of the sun, rise in the east.
Returning to reality, we all leave this peaceful place and leave to enjoy a morning feast.
About the Creator
Marleen Nish
A 39-year-old college freshman. Open to all subscritptions, heart reactions, reads, shares, and tips. Open to all constructive criticism as well.
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