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Before the Stars
Before this all began,
I knew you well,
as you knew me.
We danced before the stars,
without the need for veils;
then we slept a hundred years.
But you dreamed me up
as I conjured you,
and we danced again.
After the band went home,
we danced some more,
surrounded by friends,
beneath happy stars.
I danced in bare feet,
dreamed with pure joy
and the earth shook gently.
Even after I went home,
I called to you: shalom,
come dance with me;
all will be well.
And you replied: shalom,
we will dance well,
my long-dear friend.
Here, on this crisp night,
the moon is a small smile.
There, in your warm land,
you see the same smile.
The stars are charmed,
and the dance goes on.
- J.R.C.
Feb. 15, 2010
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