Aquarius 25. The muscles of a dancer’s legs quivering in his sleep as he remembers dances.
The legs of the dancer are dreaming. Stirring within them is the music of the dance, and its choreography.
The legs are restless, ready to perform, to take up the old steps and turns and kicks and leaps. But the dreamer does not wake and the dances have grown as faint as the quivering of a sleeping bird’s wings.
Suddenly a night bird calls, and startled awake with a little spasm the dances escape the legs and fly away, free to move invisibly on the sky’s vast stage.
The dancer is peaceful now, her sleep as steady as moonlight.