by Steve Tanham
It’s a slow, slow tango
An explosion of deepest bright
A passion written in held-back movement
A surrender to the night
That follows…
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As, soft within the darkness
The folds of black reverse
And singing not heard in daylight
Is loosed upon the universe
In perfect union.
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© Stephen Tanham
Stephen Tanham is a director of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness, a not-for-profit organisation that helps people find a personal path to a deeper place within their internal and external lives.
The Silent Eye provides home-based, practical courses which are low-cost and personally supervised. The course materials and corresponding supervision are provided month by month without further commitment.
Steve’s personal blog, Sun in Gemini, is at stevetanham.wordpress.com.
You’ll find friends, poetry, literature and photography there…and some great guest posts on related topics.
Sun in Gemini 
I love this such powerful words 🙂
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Thank you, Carol! I tried to capture the feeling of a slow tango in the words.
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It worked, Steve 🙂
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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I cannot remember the last time I heard a nightingale sing…
Or was this purely a metaphor?
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Thank you, Jaye. It was a catch-all for the exchange of energies of night and day in such a green landscape – including birdsong, certainly; but also the exchange of life-gases, such as carbon dioxide and oxygen.
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Shame, I liked the idea of nightingales…
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I do, too, Jaye. It was an idea about portraying the tree’s in-out breath of oxygen and carbon dioxide as a dance. I’ll do you a Nightingale one… Promise! 😎
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