My loved one nowhere to be seen.
Only forlorn dreams will accompany me
Forever.
What pomp and flourish on-stage, What sordidness back-stage;
The contrast etches on the mind, With a great force.
The movement of dancers carry meanings in an undertone. I believe that the body language of a dancer is more expressive than spoken language.
An inviting garden is so much more than mere foliage – sunlight, moonlight, birds on wings, bees and breeze….
What pomp and flourish on-stage, What sordidness back-stage;
The contrast etches on the mind, With a great force.
