It comes from within. Whether it is a quiet melody, a tingling sensation, a burning need to move, it is a feeling that for a dancer does not age. Time may continue to move along at too rapid a pace but one’s passion and the pursuit of such passion, slow times daily race.
A city may always crave its humble beginnings… when nature still outweighed its urban impostor. When seen at certain times, in certain light and angles, the echoes of purity can still be heard. But you must listen, remember and reflect, for the power of urbanization continues to gain strength and the echoes of innocence seem further away.