The Dancer


The Dancer, a Poem by Me

The music begins as I close my eyes.

I feel the wind, as the curtains rise.

To my partners arms, I approach with grace.

I feel his hair brush across my face.

Caught in the moment, only we exist.

Heads all turn, as our bodies twist.

He lifts me with ease, and I touch the sky,

imagining clouds are drifting by.

I’ve choreographed, this scene on the stage.

We stop in time, as I search the page.

A tear finds its way,

things aren’t what they seem.

My eyes are now open…

…It was only a dream


I’m finding balance by changing it up a little. I had the poem twirling around in my head while I was working on the photo effects. That is actually snowy Utah in the background-and it was just white upon white-.so I decided it was the perfect dreamy setting for a dancer.

And I WILL dance someday soon. 🙂

Peace and Love!

14 thoughts on “The Dancer

  1. So humbled and so appreciated! A heart-felt reply from me! Thank you so much for your prayers! During this time, God continues to guide me to the scripture of give thanks in all things! I know God hears every word of evert prayer!

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  2. Thank you so much! You didn’t imagine me missing. I so appreciate your concern! Facing some health challenges….hope to write on my blog this week as I have been missing there too. Have continued to read your posts….thank you also for sharing your journey!

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    1. Thanks and true and also…you have been on my mind! I was worried and ready to check up on you. I hope you disappeared for happy reasons. Or maybe i just imagined you were missing.

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