Storm Dance

A storm is dancing through the street
Upon a thousand tiny feet
That strike lightly on the ground
Dissolve with quiet tapping sound

A storm is dancing, reckless, wild
Nature’s youngest, headstrong child
Living in true liberty
Escape the sky and join the sea

I am dancing through the street
Upon my own bare, tender feet
To free my passion, release my pain
And lose myself in wind and rain.

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