The caverns of my heart

Flow with the water music

Of a waltz frozen in the past.

I was the band leader

When all the dance steps came to grief,

Even the rising sun.

But the dawn comes again

And the ice of the river

Begins to relax and give way

To a new song and day.

Second chances and new dances

Appear in the melting.

The main thing is to feel

The changing waves chip away

At the ice as it melts and breaks,

And then to step into

The flow with your thoughts fully formed

And your resolve secure.

Will they follow you there?

The only way to find out

Is to take the plunge and begin

To swim downstream, to dance

Along the waves and rivulets,

One-two-three, one-two-three.

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