My name is The Dancing Brush
I dance the world into
being upon the canvas of my soul
I choose to dance
I dance upon the water between the shores
of a river
Leap
and swirl in the air between buildings and trees
Dig deep into concrete and bounce from
step to step
I
roll off the rooftops and land gently upon your hair
I love to dance
My name is The Dancing Brush and I am
a witness
I witness the
sun rise and set upon the water
I witness the clouds change shapes across the sky
I witness the evening light color
the leaves red
I
witness the morning train rolling across the bridge
Delivering you to your destination
I witness
and I dance
My name is The Dancing Brush and I work
like this
I
glide along with the seagull
Move with the pulsation of city’s streets
Flip-flop with
the weather
Shuffle to the sound of your feet
I slip and I slide
My name is The Dancing Brush and this is my love song
I strum to the rhythm of my heart
Sing to the tune of your dreams
Cry for our lost affections
Trumpet their imminent return
I praise and I dance
My name is The Dancing Brush and I am married to the Truth
Truth that I witness and Truth of my dance
I know when I see
I feel when I touch
I dance when I listen
And in your Presence I melt
My name is The Dancing Brush
I dance the world into being upon the canvas of my soul
This dance is of my own choosing.
- A.T.