All God's chillun got dancin' feet.

All God’s chillun got dancin’ feet.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on April 16, 2012, in Guff. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. If only we’d get over ourselves and daily dance like dear children.

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  2. stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive… ;D

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  3. Ah, yes! Thanks for the link. πŸ™‚
    Love to dance (carefully these days). We could go for hours when we wuz young…. At least we can still become the beat!


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