<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=422464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After the Sea - Ship</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">a dancer on the stage<br>the ship and the sea my envy<br>they dance to god's repertoire<br>a heartwrenching spontaneous dance<br>energetically executed <br>over a stage that rotates in waves<br>strenuous steps that shuffle between life and death<br>poignant steps that send the hearts afiery, the feet frenzy<br>first a breeze, a soothing calm<br>that would soon throw the dancer helter skelter <br>onto a tempest <br>where the goddess of dance <br>has to be propitiated, called upon<br>for each step, each stomping of foot, feet<br>up and down, up and down <br>over treacherous waters<br>where the living bares their souls <br>and dancers fashion in motion every emotion <br>each muscle, each nerve<br>tested for their fitness in <br>the dance of the god<br>a repertoire of surprise, fear, <br>excitement in all its facets<br>a dancer thrown to the last test <br>the trading of steps for life<br>the waves pounds, she angles herself<br>steadying herself to the next onslaught of<br>the yet unknown dance beats<br>from the world master of dance<br>puppeteers of the world<br>that work behind our eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">inspired by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After The Sea-Ship<br>AFTER the Sea-Ship-after the whistling winds; <br>After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes, <br>Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks, <br>Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship: <br>Waves of the ocean, bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying, <br>Waves, undulating waves-liquid, uneven, emulous waves, <br>Toward that whirling current, laughing and buoyant, with curves, <br>Where the great Vessel, sailing and tacking, displaced the surface; <br>Larger and smaller waves, in the spread of the ocean, yearnfully<br>flowing; <br>The wake of the Sea-Ship, after she passes-flashing and frolicsome, <br>under the sun, <br>A motley procession, with many a fleck of foam, and many fragments, <br>Following the stately and rapid Ship-in the wake following. <br>Walt Whitman</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=422464" data-title="After the Sea - Ship de John Tiong Chunghoo" data-description="a dancer on the stage the ship and the sea my envy they dance to god's repertoire a heartwrenching spontaneous dance energetically executed over a stage that rotates in waves strenuous steps that shuffle between life and death poignant steps that..."></div> </div> </div>

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