and it no longer can be contained.
When all the dancers have become the dance
and the music is in the hearts alone.
When the moon is brighter than the sun
and the night has devoured all the stars.
When the prayers are silent
and the tears so sweet.
When that which does not make sense, makes sense
and the meanings are rendered unimportant.
Then this body is a temple and I am no more.
Because you made me what I am and showed me
how to move and I became the melody you played,
I became the fragrance, the shades and tones.
It’s like eternity, infinity, endlessness and forever;
all those things that we have words for but
only can be known inside our hearts.