Now I am going to reveal to you

something which is very pure,

a totally white thought.

It is always in my heart;

it blooms at each of my steps...

The dance is Love

It is only Love

It alone

And that is enough

I, then, it is amorously that I dance:

To poems, to music,

But now

I would like to

no longer dance to

anything but

the rhythm of my soul.

                                                          Isadora Duncan