The Dance
Frail and brittle thoughts,
Empty eyes
Of loneliness,
Whispered hopes,
Washed to and fro.
Self doubt in swirling mists
Darken corners
Of her Soul.
Shimmering light
Awakens love,
Gentle Ripples in her heart.
Strengthened hope,
Upward gaze of radiance bright.
Awkward steps,
Timidly taken,
She walks.
Twirling, laughing,
Arms outstretched.
Joyful dancing
In brightness gleaming.
Gracefully bounding.
Her tears cascading
Mingle with mine.
In Beauty, peace and courage,
She leaps.
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