Dance is eternal heaven.

Dance is everything.

Everything is dance.

Play on words,

jumping back and forth

is dance.

My feelings are dance.

Your smile is dance.

The ocean is dance.

The world is dance,

Dance is the world.

Dance is children's laughter

and poetry.

Dance is everything;

Dance is words

and feelings

and thoughts

and people.

Dance is it all;

Dance is physical

and mental

and emotional.

Dance is the comforting hand

of your mother

when she heard you cry in the night.

Dance is the tears that flow in silence.

Dance is the eyes

connecting carefully

and the lips

brushing softly.

Dance is the paint on the walls

and the grass under your feet

and the sky above your head

and the air that you breathe.

Dance is the sun

and the moon, and the stars

and the dreamcatcher

above your pillow.

Dance is the books you read

and the kites flying high

and the faces of your friends

and the shoes that you tie.

Dance is summer

and winter

and spring

and fall.

Dance is the other side of your pillow

and the last petal of a sunflower.

Dance is the eyelash

on your cheek.

Dancers laugh

dancers sigh

dancers smile

dancers cry.

We are all dancers.

Dance is life,

and life is dance.

danser est vivre,

et vivre est danser.

Love, Laura.