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.