The first step is the last of something else
And change a complex tango day by day
Your heart beats a reminder you’re alive
And progress is each move along the way
The two steps forward one step back is like
A soft shoe shuffle so be debonair
And if you waltz through problems you might find
That life can be like dancing in the air
The last of something also is the first
Debut yourself and tap into the change
And if you feel that tune’s not what you want
It’s up to you to move and rearrange
So face the music get up on your feet
The rhythm of your heart will move your feet


Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

3 thoughts on “Dancing”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s