When she dances, she connects to something raw and real
To something so primal that she has long time feared.
It moves through her, and it feels like she loses all control
But she knows that it guides her slowly back to her soul.
When she dances, the world is still, and everything disappears
But she moves to the rhythms of her beat, which feels freeing.
The darkness holds her gently, allowing her to be
Her soul gives up the hiding and comes out to gently heal.
When she dances, it looks like she’s alone in the world
But she feels connected to everything that was here before.
The past and the future dissolve from her mind.
And all that is left is this magic moment in time.
When she dances, the sounds and the words call out her name
She replies with a move that brings out a smile on her face.
With every gesture and sway, she shows her true self
Surprising even herself by the things her body conceals.
When she dances, she feels joy and a sense of being whole
She feels parts of herself through music as they’re exposed.
No words are said, and it’s only the moves that reveal
That their union holds such tenderness and love that is real.
When she dances, she knows all good things must come to an end
So, she opens her eyes and brings everything to a stand.
She smiles to herself and, despite feeling scared,
She’s grateful for being here now and for being herself.