With all four nations represented and united,
The celebrations of liberation rising to carnival,
The affairs of the new State of Fire we abandoned
For a few hours of fellowship
to the sound of the Flameos.
After we raised teacups to our triumph together,
Ty Lee whisks Mai to a girl's dance circle,
The rest of the group follows suit, leaving me
Sharing a relaxing respite
to the sound of Uncle's Sungi horn.
I thought I couldn't be happier watching from the walls,
After all, dancing hadn't happened here in half a century.
Then my mind's eye lost focus to the vision in front of my scar
A smile below Southern eyes
and the dark palm outstretched to mine.
But what to do?
Months ago, a day at the beach was a struggle for sanity,
How different my next trip
real smiles in the sand.
A whole life of conflict, whether work or at play,
Until, with the world on the line, a group hug set me free.
My smile comes with a flourishing shrugging off of my robe,
And a flame from my heart sets a sparkle her eyes.
Her smile grows in elation, and I take her hand,
Rushing out to the floor with Abandon arrived.
Dry, chorded pain in my chest breaks loose in the revelry,
Both her hands held in mine, I spin the world on our axis.
I have a hundred connections with her within our worldless dance,
And after a lifetime in chains, I let go as I stare in her eyes and speak.
"I know what to do, now