She sat in the corner of the room
Head buried in a book
Her face caught the sun
Suddenly music blared from the speakers
And then she danced.
She let her hair loose
Her face a myriad of expressions
Her body swayed with élan
Like poetry in motion
She could be anything at that point
The gurgling stream, the steady wind, the shooting star-
All eyes glued to her,
But she was somewhere far…
Far from the reality that crushed her heart,
From the bonds that tore her apart,
From the dreams, time stole-
Dancing made her whole.
Soon amazed claps filled the air
Slowly she returned to the world of despair.