I saw you dance
And my love poured from my mouth
Like the Oceans from the mouth of the Rivers
I saw you dance
And blood ran from my hands
Leaving dark trails in the dust
I saw you dance . . .
Do not deny it
It matters so little to me
That my heartbeat is heard
that my heartbeat not
That my heartbeat is understood
that my heartbeat is not
That my heartbeat is felt
the love is not
I who have danced the Star-Fire dance
And Light poured from my eyes
Like the stars poured from the naked trees
I saw you dance
And blood ran through my thoughts
Leaving dark trails in my memories
I saw you dance . . .
Do not deny it
This is my Drama
But can you remember my Comedy?
I am
have always been
The Equinox
The Balance of Chaos and Order
The Tight Rope above the noise and palaver
the tightrope twisted from my blood
Do you remember our dance in the Garden
How you laughed at my quaint regard for Honor
in a World that doesn't keep score
How you said I would betray that Honor . . .
I saw you dance
And my love poured from my mouth
Like the Oceans from the mouth of the Rivers
I saw you dance
And blood ran from my hands
Leaving dark trails in the dust
I saw you dance . . .
Do not deny it
I can offer this only
When this game is passed
And all this is past
I will say
I fought the best fight I could
I have poured myself out
and thus regained myself
This is my Drama
But can you remember my Comedy?
I am
have always been
The Equinox
The Balance of Chaos and Order
The Tight Rope above the noise and palaver
the tightrope twisted from my blood
In your service
your Dark and Stormy Knight
Quixotic as ever
William C. Burns, Jr.
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