One day darkness invaded her wood
more somber than anyone thought
as it all unfolds unexpectedly
when a beloved leaves too soon.
She grieved the loss a whole afternoon,
produced a dance of orphanhood.
That dance with a circle of light
was the world spinning in motion.
Remembered Heidegger’s words:
We are thrown into this world.
Geworfenheit.
She sparkled light in the darkness
unveiling herself, accepting the loss,
and helped the beloved person move across
the threshold towards the other world.
And so was the dance:
© July 2018 Marta Pombo Sallés
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Amazing! 😊
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Thank you.
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You’re most welcome! 😊
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An amazing piece Marta, … You’re a great writer…. Please, “Together We Can Help”
https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2018/07/01/quote-2-together-we-can-help/
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I loved your post. Thank you for your praise. That is very flattering and you are very kind but I am not a great writer. All this is just amateur and, above all, passion and therapy for the soul. And if you all like my posts, well, it is nice to share what each person offers. 😊
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You nailed it once more. The poetry which accompanies and music go hand in hand. I am really impressed once again. The melancholic atmosphere you create in your dance beautifully join the poetic mood.
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Thank you so much for this beautiful comment. I really feel humbled by all this praise. I will have to create more dances, haha! 😊
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Dance and the poem are great, marta. 😊
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Thank you, Siddahrth. Much appreciated.
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How lovely. The words and the dance both enticing
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Thank you, Shantanu.
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My pleasure
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You have created a wonderful triptych. Beautiful dance and poetry. Enjoyed them tremendously.
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Thank you so much. So glad you have enjoyed this.
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A circle of light
with a ring of truth,
dancing upon
a swirling vortex,
shining in the darkness,
seeking the living proof.
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A fresh shower
in high summer.
Your beautiful words
are not cutting swords.
Thanks, David, once more,
You open a door.
After your comment
a precious moment.
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And so we dance I just love that image I can see .myself just dancing the nite away
I hope all is well
With you always
A pleasure to see
You……above all
Stay Kewl As Sheldon Yoursly
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Wow, Sheldon, this is a beautiful response. So poetic and nicely penned! Thank you so much.
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Excellent work Marta!
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Thank you so much. You are all very kind.
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A wonderful piece of art from the words to the dance, to the depth of meaning in the writing. Love it.
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Thank you so much, Stephen. Your comment is very encouraging.
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Good to be encouraged! You add much to this world with your art!
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You look like a fairy without wings. That was lovely!!! 💕🙌
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Thank you, Luiza. I have a friend who also says I look like a fairy. Will have to ask her about the wings. 😉
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Hahhaa good one!
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You and the music are one and beautiful to watch. My own mother, while she lived, enjoyed dancing (not this type, of course) but she loved music and dance. The praise others have written here is well deserved. 😉
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Thank you, Renee. Much appreciated.
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Amazingly beautiful💐💐💐
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Thank you!
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My pleasure!💐
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Lovely words and a beautiful dance.
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome!
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Another beautiful poem Marta. How old was he when he died.
When my father died I wrote a piece and shared on email – maybe I will dig it out one of these days
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