We do not stop dancing because we grow old; we grow old because we stopped dancing…
Day 41: ‘without feet, they dance’
daylight, full of small dancing particles
and the one great turning, our souls
are dancing with you, without feet, they dance.
Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?
‘without feet, they dance’. – 25 cm x 25 cm. – acrylic, watercolour and oil pastel on paper. – For sale £41
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