At first light
We used to sing together,
At first light...
In our memories
All sorts of the brightest weather,
All the ways our souls could sever,
In our remedies
There is only the rhythm
And the way it's projected
Into the sky.
At first light
We used to dance in different cities
At first light
Discovered and fooled by the road,
At first light
We do what is told
And what we can recall,
Nature bless us all...
© Maryna Tchianova
Inspired by the best performances of Nikomo Tap Studio.
This is a homage to tap dancers and the other choreographers and a derivative work at the same time.
* Devoted to the Day of Theatre and the Day of Poetry.
At first light
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2022
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