The Dance Grimes\ Ford
I imagine that we –
had never agreed to go our separate ways.
I’m not drowning in the water –
my body’s not porous – as only the lonely can be.
I’m flying in heavenly moments, not counting the time or the cost.
Don’t wait for me; you will not see
The one you assume was lost.
Dizzy wants to dance Strike up the Band Under a round yellow sun.
Twisting and turning, she’s yearning for love – to the beat of her personal drum.
She gave her heart to a red fiddler,
A blue violin tucked under his chin, a ring in his nose, a dance in his toes they dance till the notes run dry
Bridge
Long is the night, she spins deliriously
Blue notes on the wind
Let’s dance all three The Cockerel, the fiddler, the artist & Dizzy Dance till the notes run dry…
Dizzy, you see, wanted to be a Gipsy tipsy with the dance. Whirling and twirling With a Cockerel as purple
As Damsons in autumn, all ripe with the sun
The artist slips sunbeams into smiles as he shows her.
A bouquet of flowers, red, yellow and blue –
for this woman as green –
as the leaves in the morning, after a shower of rain
All Saints’ Church, Tudeley, is the only church in the world to have all its twelve windows decorated by the Russian artist Marc Chagall. The main East Window was commissioned by Sir Henry & Lady D’Avigdor Goldsmid in memory of their daughter Sarah, who, in 1963, aged 21, tragically died in a sailing accident.
