The Ancestors

When you dance, tell me
my wow the magic
keep your head straight
and look at the stars

I saw them dancing
in the moonlight
their feet were painting
on the map of Greece

I saw the wooden living
and the breath of the clarinet kiss
I got a heart from a plane tree
and the water was dripping

Now I go through life
moon-marked
and if I sweeten the earth
the old man gifted

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