Dance

Dance

A Poem by Jose Camacho

Helena, Run
Down where the B meets the P
The place where gold is red
When the clouds touch your feet
Dance.

Helena, Smile
Bow to the B and with a pirouette
Smile down at the P
See the colors and dance
Dance.

Helena, Cry
Admire the blues above
Feel the force within you
Lift your eyes towards freedom
Dance.

Helena, Jump
Soar through agonizing fear
Trust the fall and then
When you are found
Dance. 

© 2020 Jose Camacho


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Added on June 10, 2020
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