The sky was dark, but she heard the music in her heart and so she danced.
The music would sometimes be hard to hear, at the worst times it would be muted and the silence was deafening to her ears. Times where she couldn’t even remember how the happy tune used to sound. When the happy, melodious tune that was always a welcomed guest appeared now to be a stranger. Walked out of the door of her heart with no forwarding address.
That wouldn’t stop her though. She would still feel the pull from the depths of her soul and she would dance anyway. She may have to make up the tune and it might have a lot of sharps and flats, but still she danced. She danced, believing that the melody she once again would hear.
She danced for she knew her story wasn’t over. She danced for the dreams that were still out there waiting to be fulfilled. She grabbed onto the moonbeam and let herself fly. She flew through the sky in her dreams. Letting herself be carried by the wind. The wind that would sometimes mutter and sigh, but other times would chime, as she danced on the clouds.
She danced, even though the nights grew long. and the wind harshly blew. She danced, because even in the darkness she believed that she still could shine!
This was written for a dear friend of mine. A friend who inspires me as she makes her way through deep grief. Keep dancing my friend, your story still has many pages to be written upon! Love you!
Very nice. 🙂
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Thanks Colin! Wasn’t sure what was going to happen with this picture, I just knew it captured my attention. 🙂
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That’s the way it seems to go sometimes! 🙂
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Beautiful.
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Awh! Thank you Victo!
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On with the dance!
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On with the dance indeed!! <3!
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beautiful!!!!!
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Thanks dear!
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Beautiful piece lovely symbolism her breathing life into herself through her dancing 🙂
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Thank you very much Mandi!
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Lovely prose and lovely accompanying image.
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Thank you very much! Are you going to try to paint this one? 🙂
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Not sure but may keep it in my notebook of inspiration. I love those ethereal moody blues.
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I also like the earthly Moody Blues! 🙂
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Beautiful ode to a friend. Wishing your friend more dances.
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Thank you for your kind thoughts!
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Enchanting that there is a deeper story floating inside of this beautiful story! Healing must come from within ourselves, most times a supportive friend is also beneficial. Thank-you for sharing this gift for your friend.
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You are welcome, Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
The help of a friend can’t be measured! It’s more valuable than gold!
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I did not mention that I love the picture too. You always add such lovely art with your posts.
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I am glad that you enjoy the artwork. The paintings are from Pinterest and they catch my eye! The artwork comes first actually. The painting “jumps” out at me and then the story comes. I get surprised just like you at how well the story that comes goes with the picture. 🙂
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A stunningly beautiful, realistic, encouraging story.
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Awh!! What sweet words to say, thank you so very much!
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