Who's Dancing

Who’s dancing and why are they tapping their toes

I wonder if they are Botox smiling hiding all their woes!

I shrug and ignore and turn away

To show I cared less about their swing and sway!

They don’t pause to feel the insult

Hand in hand they continue the exult

The swing around and are lost in dance

A sight to watch an infectious trance!

As you move your hands and tap your toes

A smile pops up that’s hard to oppose

Sorrows and pains are pushed aside

It’s dance and dance you’ll decide!

Let our bodies and minds

And unsullied souls

Know that there’s nothing entangled or intertwined

We all are pure beings of the whole

Dancing and tapping our toes

To the divine music I suppose!