I Dance..Without Music

Life is a dance which leads each one of us to the ultimate truth-Death. Here I am traveling towards my coffin, not walking but dancing. Without music, without obliged to any defined rhythm, I am inching towards it, towards my coffin. Throughout my dancing once again I am watching everything...

(This is not a recent work, most probably done during 2003-2004 while I was pretty active. Couldn't find it under my belt in agonia :), hence posting)

I am dancing without music

Dancing without definite steps

Without a rhythm and melody

Dancing towards the coffin

Daylight creeping away streets

Through the deserted ferries

Windless deserts and silence

I am dancing without music

Through colorless dreams

Through unspoken whispers

Through cemeteries

I am dancing without music

I am dancing without music

Dancing without definite steps

without a rhythm and melody

Dancing towards the coffin

Without wearing glass shoes

Without a stockings

Without feeling bleeding feet

I am dancing without music

Through burned gardens

Through spring never visited valleys

Through silence filled emptiness

I am dancing without music

I am dancing without music

Dancing without definite steps

Without a rhythm and melody

Dancing towards the coffin