I'm dancing under Beloved Man ...

... ... ...
He gracefully into rhythms involves,
Breeze sounds, freshness captivating.
And my sailboat sports and hovers,
Under it is a wave of bleached.

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I learned to swim for a long time in the waves of your music.

At first she was afraid to dive in them, - for the first time touching this element, she recoiled, as if from burning ice and tried to forget about these sensations.
Curious, sometimes I tried to plunge into the sounds of melodies, so unlike anything I had heard before, but I could not do it - as soon as I began to lose balance, washed up by the waves, jumped out onto firm ground and long afterwards grumbled at your fictions, Because of which the sense of the inner center of gravity slips away.




This went on for many years.
Gradually, with your music, my whole soul permeated, filling each of its atoms with it.
I did not notice how I learned to keep a balance in the new element and overcame the fear of breaking away from the bottom and swim to where it can not be seen.



What bliss - with a running start to dive into cosmic rhythms, lifting millions of sparkling raucous spits of splashes of delight !, or, relaxing, swaying on the voices of the spheres, sailing to where the ocean merges with the sky !, or, catching a huge wave, take off on it to Mercury ! ..

Comprehending the subtleties of this extraordinary, all-encompassing element of your creativity, I discovered the mysterious depth of her mystery, realizing that so far it was splashing just by the shore!
It took me 11 years to reach the beginning of the Path that opened suddenly!
I'm ready to move on!
I'm no longer afraid to put my hand in yours and go with you to the unknown!

Athenia