Blind dancer in blue

Slips

And enhances the movement itself in an ice dancing.

The woman is transformed
Alternatively
Into a blue bird
And vice versa.
More accurate,
She becomes a bird woman
For an absolute motion.


From the depth of her soul,
Divine lights
Begin to overflow
The space.


Small crystal pieces of her blue feeling
Becomes roughly cube-shaped pieces of ice,


Rolling in the middle of nowhere.

The blue sound is necessary to expound those words
In a natural and ordinary sense......




Marieta Maglas

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