Ode to the Masters

Come, muse. Dance with me and gild this world with the light of words. It is not the thought behind the dance but the dance itself that makes the difference. Through dancing hearts open as the music resounds with swirling souls. Words stream into existence, bypassing consciousness and the manouvering thoughts of writers. And so I praise the word-smiths that came before me in this ode to the Masters.

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About Fredrik Kayser

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One Response to Ode to the Masters

  1. kwicksand says:

    Wow

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