Blue Room
Dancing in the Blue Room,
She reaches toward me
Soft in the lonely light.
No spaces left between
The here and the now
A ballroom dreamer's dance.
White lights, crystal songs
The modern styles of memory.
No one sees her face
Sweep me off the floor,
Into the blue room dancing
Our gliding near the shore.Woody Pine, Copyright 2002
Out of the Box Coaching and Breakthroughs with the Enneagram,
Mary R. Bast, Ph.D. Copyright © 1999. All rights reserved. Revised: October 11, 2009