The dancers

I walked down the stairs
and felt like it resembled eternity.
I felt like life passed me by,
each step, a tear, a laugh.
Love captured me in a step,
I slowed down my pace, stood still for a moment,
then I walked on with no remorse.
Now I sit here,
the Berlin streets are  saluting me,
so are the stars.
The chatter of the people surrounding me
transforms into a symphony.
Like a favorite play they unfold,
each one an actor, each one an energy.
Their voices twirls me around like the Sufi dancers.
Dancing for purity..

~ by Aquatic Poetry on June 4, 2010.

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