Let her finish her dance
Let her finish her dance
Reality is too narrow
Let her dance in ballet After dreaming the earthly dream - Irish poet Yeats
They are tall and strong, radiant
The steps are light, like a cat walking
The hands of the dancers are Soul
The arms raised upward are the most pious and sad prayers in the world
Ballet
It is a delicate soul
Step on Footsteps with needlepoints
Speed ??across the earth like the wind
On their proud, serene, calm faces
Mona Lisa-like smiles, With endless mystery and tenderness
They used their toes to lift themselves up and worshiped the Western gods
They desperately tried to get rid of the pull of gravity
Fantasy about soaring to heaven.