She stands in silence her face inscrutable
Her eyes scanning the crowd for a familiar loved face
As the curtain rises in tune to the music
I saw her eyes as she blinked away a tear..
She pauses holds her head high
elegant and graceful
As she pirouettes into the spotlight
An ephemeral beauty
a breath held captive by a hundred eyes
A symphony of art in motion...
While the audience held its
breath In awe and reverence
The finale a study etched in stillness and compassion..
Then a thunderous applause erupts...
But she remains still elusive...unmoved
Unresponsive... untouched...-
Love writing.....just about anything!
reading and painting too when I'm not travelling....