When the Dance began.....

Dedicating this piece to my intimate friends and also to Team STEPZ - for bringing Dance back into my life!

Those bobbing heads that chatter in the wild;

the wild thrown against the backlash of lights;

the lights challenging the will of the artists obscure;

the will burgeoning in wake of efforts consummate.

The music flowing through the shiver of the spine;

spine unnerved by bout of uncorked passions divine;

passions that grew from an unquenchable thirst;

the thirst for the music and the will to emerge.

Togetherness is the motto that drives their might;

mightiness is the least of their obstinate delights;

the delights are the reasons they meant to create;

create did they the convergence of their motions alike.

Jubilations, denigrations have they claimed as prize;

prize as priceless as the stringent will to suffice;

to suffice, excludes doubts, just as art includes faults;

faults indeed submerge in the innate beauty of the act.

-          Srku