Modern Jazz Dance Performance "LOVE"(1)

Bodies interweave, hurried steps pass by, endlessly past through puddles, glances that casually notice nothing. Am I alone in this city, in this world, or is there always someone watching over me? Some inner force, some light that allows the chrysalis to be reborn as a butterfly. That too can be called God. When you have found it within yourself, fallen in love with yourself, then you can lift your eyes to another and fall in love with God in the other person. Butterflies are drawn to the light, people to love.