the dancer
May 12, 2014 at 3:45 pm 5 comments
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long before the curtain rises,
we hunger for the moment
when
our body and soul
become
one
with our
dream
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long after the final curtain falls,
we hunger for the moment
when
our body and soul
become
one
with our
eternal
dream
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mrmodigliani | May 12, 2014 at 5:35 pm
To my understanding, dancing in a professional performance is quite addictive to the mind. Loved this post.
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words4jp | May 12, 2014 at 5:55 pm
Merci Monsieur. It is much more than that. It is what it means to be truly alive.
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mrmodigliani | May 13, 2014 at 1:52 pm
Reblogged this on Mr. Modigliani's Private Studio and commented:
Beautiful words from Kimberly about the pure spiritual joy of dance.
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Catnip | May 13, 2014 at 2:47 pm
Are you a dancer Mr. M? I am addicted to watching “dancing with the stars.” How they can take a nobody and how the teacher can change a person to a state of grace is beyond me.
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