The Blood-red Dance!

A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green

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It’s a tenuous dance,

a blood-red dance,

held by a string and a prayerful hope.

Then the wind and a twirl–


The risk of the fall is worth the dance now.

The forever mystery of death calls for joy now.

Why mourn the blood-red clinging,

in this the prelude?


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