"Andrew On Prostitutes" 
by Gibran Khalil Gibran 

THE DANCER

Once there came to the court of the Prince of Birkasha a dancer with her musicians. And
she was admitted to the court, and she danced before the prince to the music the lute
and the flute and the zither. She danced the dance of flames, and the dance of swords
and spears; she danced the dance of stars and the dance of space. And then she danced
the dance of flowers in the wind. After this she stood before the throne of the prince and
bowed her body before him. And the prince bade her to come nearer, and he said unto
her, "Beautiful woman, daughter of grace and delight, whence comes your art? And
how is it that you command all the elements in your rhythms and your rhymes?" 

And the dancer bowed again before the prince, and she answered, "Mighty and
gracious Majesty, I know not the answer to your questionings. Only this I know: The
philosopher's soul dwells in his head, the poet's soul is in the heart; the singer's soul
lingers about his throat, but the soul of the dancer abides in all her body. 
Once there came to the court of the Prince of Birkasha a dancer with her