steps and stories

telling a story, rocking a rhythm.
the body never lies.

our movement tells the truth
of where we are right now.

it's our history, his story, our glory.

some days, it is hard to lift a glass of water gracefully.
other days, we can dance like the moon across a blue blanket sky.

inertia dissolves
ecstatic joy emerges.
let the lyrical dancer dance.












copyright 2009 Alisa Barry