Balance and blend
The question answers perfectly
To the desires of the dance
And just like that
The painting is complete
It almost paints itself
Finding wings in the perfection
Of this unexpected rhythm.
How can soaring like this
Surprisingly steady the ground?
Breathlessly catching the whirlwind pace,
Suddenly my two left feet
Have forgotten their awkwardness
As the beating strings
softly
Speak

Mandy Austin Cook