When will each be willing to take a chance?
The world is waiting why then won’t you dance
Fear not - from most, you’ll not get so much as a
glance
Vaulter his pole, brave knight his lance
Upon our heart our own dream image lives
Secret pleasure when being - considered it gives
So often ones actions - no more than a decoy
What’s the point you might ask - a dream fulfilled
brings us joy
May not be the thing that you do for a living
Still a joyful heart means a gift to the world you’d
be giving
No need for compliance – listen now to your beat
Once in tune with the rhythm – start by moving your
feet
When one follows their heart - for another - instant
recognition
In their presence spirits elevate - as though in the
hands of a magician
Your song longs to be heard not another’s rendition
Each spirit that’s set free – gives another permission
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