In the Early Days of Dance

And the shadows became flesh
And sacrificed to their god
And their god was a dancing god
And their dancing god lived in the mind of man
The Beatmaster – Nom-Nom
And the shadows that became flesh slept during the day and danced at night
And during the day you could not find where the shadows slept
But during the night they partied
And you could hear their voices shouting to the Beatmaster
And you couldn’t see the shadows dancing in the night
Until the lights shone in the room that they danced in

But then in the winter months the shadows that became flesh
Became snow that fell upon the ground and they died
And their whiteness covered the earth and made them shiver
Until the dancing god appeared
And the dancing god said to the Beatmaster “where are the dancing shadows”
And the Beatmaster said the snow appeared and they died
And the dancing god said that to beat death they should dance
And so they began to dance and the sun came out and they lived again
Dancing to the beat of the Beatmaster who lived in their heads
And during the day they slept in the shadows where no one could see them
And during the night they danced all winter and then they continued to dance all summer
Until some of them grew old and died
But some of them never grew old
And these became the famous dancers of olden days
Who lived in dance town, dance time UK
And they danced until the mountains crumbled into the sea and the moon flew away forever

But another tribe of shadows had a different dance
Thy loved to dance in the daytime
They were the winds
They copied the flow and the grace of birds with their hands
They followed the dance steps of the big red deer in the spring
They danced in the fields where they worked
And they were happy in their work and they also sang as they danced
And at the end of the harvests they would sing and dance
And they formed groups and they danced and they invented dances
And all this took place during the daytime and the evening
And they would eat and dance
But then they would sleep through the night
And their music was found in the wind blowing through the night
And the shadows would hear the music and sometimes steal it

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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