The Dance of Music

Hand and guitar,
concave and convex,
curling into one another,
an embrace that births the music.

A waltz of fingers,
seeking the song
with the instrument,
and the strings
seek within the soul
for the song.

Two serpents
curling around a mirror,
two wings discovering
their butterfly,
a butterfly discovering
its wings.

Every dance
is a butterfly.
Every butterfly
is a dance.