Everywhere Dance

Moon of plenty, moon of mischance
 It'll be what you want but you can't stop the dance
 Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
 And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
 And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
 The dance is the truth and it's everywhere
 Pas de deux in stark silhouette
 pulsing against a clear orange sunset
 As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
 Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
 See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
 The dance is the truth and it's everywhere
 In grains of sand and Galaxies
 In plasma flow and rain in trees
 In the sepia swell of silted-up surf
 In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
 In wounded streets and whispered prayer
 The dance is the truth and it's everywhere