Some monks pray
Some monks dance
Some monks drink
All monks hope for a second chance
I have played all
kinds of funny games
Been to all kinds of places
Called all unkind names
The thrill of the chase
The prospect of romance
is rarely expressed in thudding crashes
More often expressed in dance
Here comes tango
There goes hip hop
Ballroom dancing for the propah
Disco dancing for the lower crop
This monk got grace
It helps he has style
For very soon he will start sweating
Because he has not practiced in a while
While the forbidden and elusive
Pleasures of the flesh are often the downfall
Of talented men who began to crawl
Dancing never killed anyone
and no one got killed dancing.
The wars the fights and the peacock struts
Have continued since mankind begun
Choose your arena, choose your weapon
Dancing shoes or the barrel of a gun.
Music heals what people hurt
Poetry steals what movies covet
Paintings end up hugging stony walls
But dancing above all is in the moment
Transitory like a flutter of a piano sheet
Dance now or forever hold your feet.
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http://www.themonkwholovestodance.com/
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