there is a village
far away from here
where people
I have never seen
live in peace

their ways are strange to me
and their way of loving
even stranger
yet, I try to live as they do
but I can't

their work is hard
and takes much time
away from their dances
their odd dances in the field
where I go often to pray

it is told
that if you look to the night sky
you will see their dances
played out
by the stars of heaven

I have seen the night sky
and I have seen their dances
across the great
blackness of night
but they are so far away

and if I try to reach them
I will fall from my place
here on the earth
and I will be as those in the field
who come to watch the dancers
and pray

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