From the void I am born and on to the stage I arrive. Whatever was before me, has now gone and whatever is before me has not come. I arrive, I hear my music and I awaken.
I move to my music, brighter than those before me. I embrace the stage and illuminate it with my fire for all to see. I burn with every second and shine a candle through a window in to my world.
Fluid in my movements I dance. Every move is smooth and flowing with purpose and intent. Like a river winding its way through land to accent the view but never distract, I move with my music. My music gives in to me and I give in to it.
I move across the stage with ease. I glide across like a wind blown leaf dancing across the field. Every step floats me to the next. Without warning I change my direction and move.
My body shows its strength within the moves. Like a naturally sculpted rock face, my body flexes and moves. My feet are sure and planted, solid in their knowledge of where to go.
To the void I go, my dance is done. I have burned my light and my river has run dry. The wind no longer blows and the earth has given way. I leave the stage for I have gone and whatever is after me has now come.
Written by Boheme member, Erik Koning
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