“To dance is my more pure pray Moment in that my body descry the divine, In that my feelings touch the real Religiosity undressed of exagerattion, Desire lascive, embroidered of plenitude Through of my movements I can to arrive the unattainable I can feel for all the bodies , to hug with all the heart, Ans to love with the eyes Each significative gesture to draw in the space the infinite, Hovering in the air, comprehension and admiration To start a pray is as to open a dor A invitation to you, to enter in my universe The magic to turn round my silhouette, at the same That i touch you without to touch Nothing to observe, only to participate This pray absente of words Is codified for the soul And make usto interact, in sublime and hypnotic way When i finish this dance, I will be sure that we don’t Will be the same...” (Merit Aton)