Rhythmic colours

I move in rhythm, I dance what I feel,In every step, something deeper is revealed.I see, I believe, I stand rooted and free—A living expression, I am the tree.

My branches stretch through colors of this world,Every shade, every light, in motion unfurled.I resonate softly with all that I see,In liberty’s breath, I become truly me.

Grounded yet flowing, both stillness and sound,In rhythm I rise, in rhythm I’m found.Connected to all, yet beautifully free—I dance in the colors, and the colors in me.