A New Dance

 

A New Dance

Again, I take another step,

in a new rhythm,

moving forward.

Lights blind me for a moment,

so I no longer dance alone.

With a new partner by my side,

dark as the night,

her eyes reflect so much,

and I keep disappearing into them.

As we adjust to the rhythm,

creating endless circles together,

the room around me fades away.

Like an unstoppable storm,

with every step of the dance,

everything around me spins faster.

People blur,

their faces twisted,

so much pain.

If I want to scream,

to let my anger be heard,

another rhythm takes over,

faster than my wandering thoughts.

A tango I dance,

suddenly with a new partner.

Blue eyes look at me clearly,

golden hair floating in slow motion,

a beautiful and intense light.

Not just from her,

not just from me,

but all around us.

Like stars in the night,

surrounding us,

close, embraced.

The tango moves us forward,

not looking at others,

only at our own hearts,

and at each other.

Dance, music, and light melt together,

with the wish to shine forever.

But just like in real life,

I suddenly stand alone again,

in the middle of the dance floor,

no one around me.

Behind me, the door outside,

inviting like an escape,

staring at me.

In the silence,

I suddenly see you standing there.

We wear the same cloak.

Life brought us together,

a cloak of darkness,

pain and struggle from the past,

and the battles yet to come.

Not to forget—

but to see the light,

shining from hidden corners,

guiding us both.

Closer and closer,

our hands slowly touch.

As we hold each other,

we feel the wholeness

within ourselves,

and in each other.

A new rhythm is born.

Like conductors, we create it,

no longer lost in endless space,

no longer trapped in unbreakable circles,

no longer in endless silence,

but fully in the light.

A dance of life we choose.

With darkness,

with light,

together we form a rainbow,

high in the sky,

among the stars.

With its ends deep in the earth,

the dance is finally complete.