Flamenco dancers Swirl, swish, swayRed skirts flyingTo the Spanish Drumbeat, guitarHeels click a rhythmTo the music Of summer heat.
Rose
True beautyIs not externalTrue beauty is pure Internal, yet It shows—glows From withinClear through toOutside.
Bird on fence post
Sing down the sky, BirdIt's your job. SitOn a fence post. ShoutTo the grey cloudsCoax the sun through.