Dancing

Lines, lines, lines. 
Stretching your legs and following the beats to rhythms unknown to the body but the soul gathers quickly the tone and pitch.
Sway, prep, flick.
The limbs treat each movement like a painted picture for gaze and glory, past and present, good and better than most.
Jump, turn, twist.
Balancing the downbeat, breaking an undertone, reverb and copy it's silhouette foolishly unawares of an audience.