Solo Dancer of Bastar
Hands over head
Hands by the side
Hands swirled around
Wind whirled and
Leaves danced as
Notes came down.
With a tap on earth
A step to right
And then to left
His feet created
A musical tune.
A tongue frisked
A serpent hissed
Black was the body
And black were clouds
A flash lighted the fire
Of moon.
A triangular flap
Tied to waist
His sole attire
With circular swings
And spiral ascents
He danced with Nature
Dham dhamak dhum.
--
c s shah
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