La danse: tableau, Henri Matisse
We are like birds sharing the same cage
Singing the same song but in a different tone,
In joy or pain, echoes and memories
Love and hate, the feelings that touch our hearts,
In solidarity, hungry for justice, night and day
Passion that wakes us, lift our spirits,
On this crowded planet, filled with good and bad
In spite of conflict, music's pulse make us glad,
Consciousness awakening, pulses beating
Exploring horizons, flights navigating,
Facing obstacles, try to keep turning
Carrying a multitude of different scars,
ln search of freedom, full of yearning
Riding through storms, dancing under stars,
Realms of rippling dreams, where time devours,
Amidst light and dark, every passing season
Building bridges carrying emotions
Collecting thoughts, stitching reason,
Sharing kindness to another in trouble
Finding courage in our own difficulties,
Reflecting gratitudes and dissapointments
Releasing breaths, treading cautiously,
Between the cycles of life and death
Under the skin, we are all the same.
