by Phally Chroy
The Grace of the Apsara dance is everywhere, most especially in the hearts and minds of the Cambodia people. This is dedicated to them– to all the Apsara dancers around the world, near or far.
This entry is going to be a poem that I wrote, because this is my blog? Right? Enjoy.
Sovanna Phum, in Phomn Penh on march 23, 2008
The Grace of the Apsara
Is it beautiful? The grace of the Apsara,
celestial dancer, in the hearts of many.
Her smiles, sadden by years of dance for love,
her eyes from life that is born from the heavens
Sovanna Phum, in Phomn Penh on march 23, 2008
Dancing with grace and elegance
from centuries and history rooted in memories.
Lost at times in dance and direction,
but never forgotten by those who had seen.
For the seen, it is a daze from the direction from her eyes and smile.
The celestial ballet that has captured hearts and
bestowed punishment to those who has seen her sadness from the heavens.
To steal smiles from mere simple beings like myself.
This is the punishment to dance with an Apsara.
With pain rooted in her dance.
Sovanna Phum, in Phomn Penh on march 23, 2008
Phally
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