The Dance of Life

Some may think and others speak,

Some are strong and others weak.
Those who speak another's thoughts

Are sometimes met with reasons caught.
Suddenly caught in webs of chance,

Hurried reasons expose the dance.
The dance of life the creator gave us,

Hoping our beliefs would save us.
The wind takes credit for blowing in dust,

For the simple reason that he must.
The same wind blows over sea and land

Causes the tides and moves the sand.
"See what I did", the wind seems to say,

Unmoved by the sun that starts the day.
The wind and the sun, with help from a star,

Move with the gravity from afar.
The wind claims to have created the air

And the earth moves around regardless of care.