Matthew 6, 5-11

“Dance, Salome!”
– The teacher was strict
And did not care that I was tired
Mother kept saying that
I was complaining in vein,
Nobody would have pity on me
“When you conquer the best knights’ hearts
With your dance,
Think of me” –
Was her reply to my tears
She would leave me in the mirror hall by myself.
Outside, the sunshine rang on the palm branch
And my feet longed to run away where
Girls were ringing laughter in summer houses
And whispering about knights all the time.
“Dance Salome,
If you want to learn
You have to dance from matins
Till sunset.
Your heart should dictate the music
To your feet and arms.
Listen not with ears but with body!
Dance Salome,
Jingle your bracelets!
Hands are able to say a lot more than lips,
Do not bend your head.
Look straight forward!
Look up the at sky
And if you devote your look to any particular knight
Do not let a smile appear on your face.
The teacher was inaccessible and demanding
And even amused.
Dance Salome,
“Your body is created to get everything, whatever you wish
Without saying a single word.
And when you grow up
For just one dance
The whole kingdom
Will be spread under your feet like a carpet.
For just a single dance
Thousands of heads will take a bow before you,
And you will choose the only one
That will lead you into infinity.
Dance Salome,
You have to dance a lot till that day comes.”