Dance 287-Lighting

week#3 Refraction 

My dear friend:

I am going to tell you a secret about me. As you know, as a dancer, time doesn’t exist in my world. I travel through time as I move through darkness. I don’t know how long it has been since the last time I asked light to reveal itself to me. The conversation I had between me and my little lamp seems to have just happened a second ago. There is so much to tell you about my journey to light, but at the same time, there’s nothing to tell you about. 
After I decided to return home from my little adventure with the giant circuitous light, the silhouette of the tree superimposed from the known to the unknown. 

I decided to write you a letter about the secret of the birth of my dance

--refraction

My body absorbs  light and light
reveals itself to you,
the presence of my heart.

My body absorbs light and light 
leaps into your eyes, 
as I am moving spacetime.

My body absorbs  light and light 
reflects from my body, a bend of light, 
slight as it passess the skin.

I move and 
you see the color of 
light.


I don’t dance for you, my dear friend and I never will. Yet with the intention of sharing the color of light with you, I move, I sing, and I write. As I am expressing my feelings to you in my notebook, light performs its magic again and so I document this moment for your eyes only. 

I find a prism of light within my notebook and it leaves to another chapter.

Love, AK