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