"Tantz" OriginalA solo part he dances alone Armed with nothing but a beat of his own The whirlwind of colors follows the sound Of one who is joyous though no one's around At peace with himself, for inside he knows, He has Something, has Someone wherever he goes The life that he leads holds truth at its core, No riches, no glory, it's faith. Nothing more. Chayala Nachum 11x14 in. watercolor and color pencils on paper.