Lovers locked in dancing embrace,
Swirling and twirling to the muted strains of beautiful music.
Unseen, unheard, they move over time and space
Far above the orb, Terra firma, below.
Never do they hesitate or stop their movement
Through limitless time and distance.
It is written that one day a brilliant light of enchantment
Will cover the planet below,
Once again the dancers will take their place
And be as in former times.
And so it is.