Around me, music.
People.
Smiles unfolding
through contact,
through touch,
through movement...
People.
Smiles unfolding
through contact,
through touch,
through movement...
This movement
creates an empty space around me:
A space for “das Selbst.”
For recognition.
creates an empty space around me:
A space for “das Selbst.”
For recognition.
The music inside me
sounds separate.
Quiet.
Alone.
“la música dentro de mí”
sounds separate.
Quiet.
Alone.
“la música dentro de mí”
Then you reach out your hand.
You touch.
You pull me
out of my private space
of silence and inner music
back into life...
You touch.
You pull me
out of my private space
of silence and inner music
back into life...
Your energy.
Your warmth.
Your strength.
Your warmth.
Your strength.
And everything regains sound and colour.
Sky.
Mountains.
People.
Sky.
Mountains.
People.
People are most real
when they dance
when they dance
...
