The Book of the Homeless/The Dance
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THE DANCE
A SONG
As the Wind and as the Wind
In a corner of the way,
Goes stepping, stands twirling,
Invisibly, comes whirling,
Bows before and skips behind
In a grave, an endless play—
So my Heart and so my Heart
Following where your feet have gone,
Stirs dust of old dreams there;
He turns a toe; he gleams there,
Treading you a dance apart.
But you see not. You pass on.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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