arms swept wide above his head
as his body twirls and twirls.
He is a dervish,
a personification of grace,
unpolished, unmistakable.
He was made to move like this,
fearlessly, wonderfully.
It is breath-catching to watch him.
He is wide open in this moment,
a child unguarded
before his mother, a being
of worship and delight.
He is so uninhibited and beautiful
that it hurts to look at him.
The kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these.
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