3. Medea. The Lesson

If the stories are true
Before you were you
You were a gleam in a distant star
Dancing in dream
The blink of an eye, and here you are
Shiny and new… ornery and mean

Seed and flower
Dark brown earth
and bright golden sunshine
Sweet fruit on the vine
Everything dances

Sleep and dreaming
A tiger roars
you wake with a bee sting
You don’t like bees.
But you like honey… see what I mean?
Everything dances
Everything dances

Danger is everywhere
But you my child are strong
Life has a rhythm
And your heart beats along

Joy and sorrow
Come and go
Like spring after winter snow
That’s how we know
Everything dances
Everything dances
Dance, dance, everything dances
Dance, dance, everything dances...