The waltz

If perfect triads twist our mind,

reality is waltzing

(on earth as it is in heaven)

while one plus two plus three is always six, a double three

(the rhythm of our steps)

in perfect harmony with our spirits

(unfolding symphonies of senseless sounds)

filling the gaps between the words

(a seamless canvas paints).

So do not frown but smile and dance.

The triads flow within our veins.

January, 6th, 2020

Images from pinterest, pixabay, google

3 thoughts on “The waltz”

short-prose-fiction says:

January 7, 2020 at 2:55 AM

Ah, Daniela, this is superb. Lots of love to you ❤️🤗❤️🤗

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1. Daniela Marin says:
  
  January 7, 2020 at 8:06 AM
  
  Thank you, Gabriela! ❤ Happy to know you like my playing with the numbers. 🙂 Lots of love to you ❤
  
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  1. short-prose-fiction says:
    
    January 7, 2020 at 4:29 PM
    
    I love it. Have a beautiful and blessed day ❤️❤️❤️
    
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