I try to under-
stand what is under where I
stand, and I cannot.
Still I stand and go,
with pain at first, my feet be-
side themselves and strange,
then the dance takes hold.
Something flows into our steps
as if understood.
I try to under-
stand what is under where I
stand, and I cannot.
Still I stand and go,
with pain at first, my feet be-
side themselves and strange,
then the dance takes hold.
Something flows into our steps
as if understood.