Graceful Partners

They dance
a beautiful dance
as only two exquisitely familiar can.

Age old friends move,
comfortable in each others orbit,
no words necessary.

Arms length apart
graceful glides take place
while chaos reigns around them.

Echo of guns
aimed in the name of a cause
are forgotten for a moment
in the gentleness of the dance.

Slowly, smoothly,
glowing bright then dim,
tides rise, sunsets fade,
each accept the other, waiting in time.

Hungry, homeless
nomads search,
then pause in witness
of the familiar dance.

The ancient duo outlive, outlast,
wars and famine,
great empires and floods.

Steps take them on a path
travelled around
and around,
then around once again.

Their orbit flows
with continuous turns,
an inseparable pair.

Earth and moon,
fluid partners,
inspire devotion
moving along
to their own tune.