And she spun, dancing to time and its music, moving to a rhythm that flowed through an age. She was its zeitgeist. As she flowed, she moved through ideas and fads never losing a step, never tiring. She was the dance of ages, the procession of time immemorial.
On her shifting countenance, the world projected its people and she was them because they were her. She moved and breathed through them because their thoughts gave her substance. Billions of minds that were all part of the human family thinking their thoughts which blended into a tapestry called time.
And she was time and its dizzy dance, its musical accompaniment and its passage. In her heart flowered love for all the creatures whose moment by moment existence created her. She was Indak and for her, the dance was everything.
Thanks to Maria of Doodles and Scribbles and Rosema of A Reading Writer for Word High July #FilipinoWords #Prompt.
Beautiful and amazing Melinda. I can picture her well. This ageless dance of time, this woman or goddess forever moving gracefully.
Thank you! Yes she’s the spirit of an age.
Geez… This is enchantingly beautiful, indeed. I love the rhythm and flow of your thoughts. Enjoyed this ver much, Mel! ❤️🎉👏
Thank you! I too love how it came out 🙂
This is truly wonderful Melinda! I loved this descriptive piece.
Thank you! 🙂
What a delightful moment you gave us with your words and images!
Thank you!
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Delightful…especially like the second paragraph. It would be absolutely delightful to see such an ‘indak’ by Mel! 😉 Hugs! <3
Me create a dance? I wouldn’t even know where to begin with that but a story about a dancer, that I could do! 🙂
Perhaps you don’t know your potential? 😉 Hugs! <3
Could be 🙂 I’ll add that to my bucket list–interpretive dance for my short story! 🙂
ooooh. i cannot choose my favorite line because all are enchanting, Mel!!! A great, jiggly, beating piece!
Thank you!
And she was time and its dizzy dance, its musical accompaniment and its passage. Lovely!
Thank you 🙂