✰𝐷𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒✰
Stroke after I pour out my pain
Rushing like wave is the hurt that reigns
My life before me plain and dull
Watch me as I dance about the sun
Dance little fingers express your gift
Showcase the world that gleams and shifts
Dance across the canvas of your sullen life
Shades and Hues like a sharp edged knife
Glide through the wind its what you're called to do
The power of creation lies within you
Dance little fingers, show that you are weak,
and then made strong in the God you seek
Dance little fingers, create an art that speaks,
an art that narrates from piece to piece
Questions will arise from people entranced
You'll smile and say "My fingers danced"
©Favour Chidinma Ezekwe
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Petals
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