"At the still point of the turning world....there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement....Where past and future are gathered.
Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance."
"That's one dark story,"
I say to you with a laugh
when you try to make light of it all...
'cause light...trick of the light...
your darkest secrets are the ones
nobody else sees but me...
your darkest secrets that they don't see,
being blinded by your light.
You're the most clever kind of con
who can hide in plain sight.
So who's more undercover here, buddy?
Me undercover, I'm doin' my job.
You undercover, it's nearly your 24/7 life.
And I've been there, done that,
got the t-shirt that says
"Hurt. Fear. Hope. Fear. Lemme tell ya a story. Har de ha ha."
So you build a little camp-fire...
you've got that much drive to survive...
not dead frozen but still damn chilled.
You think you've kept it secret from me
that you want to build a fire together.
You've banked it low, but even so
this is one thing I don't need my glasses to see.
You feel like you're always falling,
but Benton-buddy dontcha know :
there's red falls and green falls,
and this here's a safe fall,
this falling for me.
Just say "Ray, my good friend..."
and then shut up for a heartbeat.
Be at that still-point place
I've heard you talk about,
the one where there's only the dance.
Say just "Ray, my good friend..."
and be open for me to dance you...
I swear by my name
I'll be the ray of light
to make bright your dark story.
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Sadly I'm in the middle of moving, or I'd say a lot more... but just to say how much I love this, and it seems the more we work on together the more we mesh. Thankyou!
And OMG your new icon! I am feeling THAT, too! So much love.
Hope that when you decide to read this again, you'll read it where it's now archived at AO3 together with its companion piece by my writing partner ButterflyGhost : http://archiveofourown.org/works/516949