One summer night by the shore, I felt the mists
of time calling for me to come and give my love
unto the starry night . . . and feel the waves
against my skin, wanting me . . .
forever calling me . . .
See the water dance upon the shore . . .
Listen . . . come listen to the water spirit.

Moonlight dancing here upon the water,
swaying, romancing every move come from
the mother . . . rhythms pulling . . . quivering,
shivering, sparkling, shimmering here . . .
for I am witness to the mystery of the earth . . .
yes, I am dancing with the water spirit.



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