My Spotlight
I have learned of the social ways, to hide my face and mind in the crowd. Yet somehow, being partially invisible has helped me grow. I can hold my head up high, let my glitter shine, knowing that the spotlight awaits not far away. I will wait useless hours here at school, but this isn't the place where I show my cool. Once a year, annually, I Dance My life, my spirit, my hours of practicing shine on the stage. Us Clad in itchy, shimmering, tight costumes, hair lathered in gel, faces in too-bright makeup to make us look normal under the hot lights. We move as one body, twisting and turning, leaping with the music We Dance! In our glory we shine from the sweat from the spotlight. Do we look like the angels, the faries, we portray? I cannot even feel the pain I cannot see beyond the stage But, too soon, the final note rings out. It's over Panting, we hold our pose as the lights fade. Somehow, we pull ourselves together and offstage in total darkness, as the next dancers Scamper past, anxious. Soon we'll be back too once-a-week, too-infrequent rehearsals but for now, for a mere 5 minutes, we are our dreams, glittering in the magical dreamlight spotlight We are dancers, and we'll never forget it. Could everyone in this crowd say that?
The Dance Inside
When I am sad, am down, am cranky when I am missing you, when you are leaving me, when the world seems to be made for teasing me, then I know it is time. Time to turn up the music and turn down the thoughts, Turn my mind from the world and just lose it in love Of the dance, of my life in the celebration of all that is. Soon it's as if there's nothing that exists except me and my music.... "all i ever needed was the music and the mirror..." Can you feel it? It's something that you can't find anywhere else, it's inside of me, in my heart, my mind, in me. And when I stop, I know that the world will return, and you will be there, and the sorrows, and the math next tomorrow. . . but I also know that the next time when I am feeling needy, the music is there, and the mirror, and the dance inside of me.
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