Don’t dance
if you can’t
stand the heat
of a burning floor
under burning feet.

The pattern burned,
she incants her spell.

She dances free…
you should dance
as well.

On the floor,
writ with soles,
scrawled in footprints,
a step chart
to the soul.

If you learn to read it,
her dance may slow,
just enough
for you to follow.

©️ Obol, 2018.

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