The Dance

The Web of Life gleaming bright
Displays the desperate beauty of the deep,
Shaking the darkness to its core,
Assailing the vestiges of fear and love,
While Joy howls in its delight.

Many walk the path of fate and fear,
Seldom reaching for the unseen light
That shines in the empty, unchristened void.

I can no longer bear the pain
Of my majestic reckonings,
The madness of beliefs
That were never true.

I must abandon these.

Answering the call to dance,
The cadence of terrifying joy
Annihilates all the pain and need
I have ever known.
My soul laid bare, utterly undone,
Trembling I behold
The fierce passion of the Void,
Where groaning, beauty changes form.
It too, must dance, to be alive.