What seems to you, who were taught to feel we must fulfill where the world has failed, must turn to good the bad, must invoke permanence for material whose law and will it is to die-- what seems to you, driven here by urgency, a dance is nothing but the pain in the world which we like a mirror contain. To sway is to depart as branches from a stem, as shadows from foliage thick and dark-- and to depart is what is pain. What you must know before you enter this domain and learn the ways of which we shall not speak is this first truth of what you are: a sorrow, a sorrow begging for home. Or you would not have come this far.
~ Arthur Gregor, from "Spirits, Dancing"














