Dancing With Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dancing With Death



Living in the peace of music, feeling tones penetrating
me completely, energizing and taking me into outskirts
of humanity where death stands waiting.

Taking my hand, dancing to rhythms as they balance be-
tween life and death, filling moments of my heart, beating
to it's tempos as we dance.

Challenging death all the time, daring him to take me,
but he doesn't, feeling that he only wants to dance with
me, not drain the energy of my life, I think.

Thursday, November 19, 2015
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