The Gpysies' DanceThe night filled with old magic,The Gpysies' Dance by kmose962
The air fulled with it so quick.
The fire burns with great brightness,
Lighting the night's darkness.
The fiddles and durms play their song.
Prepare to dance all night long.
Hearing their clothes blow through the winds.
Watching the skirts move like whirlwinds.
The laughs, the cheers with each movement,
Making an unforgetable moment.
The magic fills their spirits.
Making them shine brighter than comets.
Dancing in circles,
The gold coins that hang from them sparkles.
With each flicker of the flames, brings more joy,
In the soul of every girl and boy.
Each step with each beat.
May the old magic and their souls meet.
They let the magic follow them,
For no land claims them.
They dance to show their freedom.
They jump in the air to show no ground will hold them.
The flutes flutter with each leap,
As the durms' beat ques each leap,
As they dance, gold coins click together in
SeeingSeeing by kmose962
Can I run to see,
What’s meant to be?
I want to know.
Are the times going to be low?
Are they going to be high?
Please say the won’t make me cry,
It’s been so long,
I can’t take one more wrong.
I’ve already fallen on knee.
I just want to see.
Just one little peek.
That’s all I seek.
Just to see,
What is meant to be.
I now know why it is what you do.
Why you’ve put me through everything you put me through.
I still can’t see everything that is meant to be,
But I finally understand what you wanted me to see.
It wasn’t for me to protect myself, no.
It was to let me to find a way to know.
It was so I know how to help others,
To treat them, as sisters and brothers.
For I was once weak,
Not knowing who to seek.
By hardening my skin for me,
You’ve taught me who I was meant to be.
A friend, a helper, an encourager, an open mind,
A kind heart, a protector, a shoulder to cry on, a true find.
You’ve harden my skin,
To teach m