Dance to the light.
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As he enters the ballroom
Light seems to shift
Maybe itís an illusion he canít quite see?
Crystal light seen in shimmering change
Facets of a life that seem so strange
Mirrored reflection no time to muse on this simple pattern this timely ruse.
Don the motley become the fool in time with the music to twirl and whirl
With the music of life the symphony begins
Who will win who will lose?
He knows he has choice but which to choose?
So Many songs so many tune combining to reveal a cacophony of sound
That reveals itself in a picture so loud.
This is the dance in measure and rhyme and unending pleasure.
Does he choose to march to this unending tune?
Or does he walk away his life to resume?
As they sit and watch from heights unimaginable each piece moved.
To a game so intangible.
That only the masters can play this game
As they always have again and again
The king roars with laughter as he watches the fool
Walk away from the glamour the light and the room
To continue his life he thinks to resume.
They will wait and watch itís always the same
As a piece falls by the wayside itís only a game
That they play over and over again.