((jann castor 11th of June, 2001)

Remindance of Flamenco

Listen -
a soul is singing.

And its footsteps are speaking to gods, dancing.

Listen -
the guitar is playing.

Those fingers 
once created the universe, while flying across the fret-board.

all dancers are ready, waiting -
and a man's voice, wailing, wakes up the storm of tears and anguish.

Yet, it's a song of gods, 
striking a note of remindance they were us, once.


copyright  Jann C. Castor  © 2001