Spirit Dance
1990
The rain in your hair
Mingled with rich earth smells,
And the fragrance lingered about us:
Standing beneath these trees
One wonders
At the deepness of roots
Embracing the Earth,
Mother and Beloved.
Among such greenness
I felt your spirit
Rise with the mist
While all about us was falling
And mine rose also.
Together we stood at the valley
Watching the dance.
I pray thee, cease thy counsel,
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a sieve: give not me counsel;
Nor let no comforter delight mine ear
But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine.
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a sieve: give not me counsel;
Nor let no comforter delight mine ear
But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine.
— William Shakespeare
Much Ado About Nothing, Act 5, Scene 1
Much Ado About Nothing, Act 5, Scene 1