She Dances for Us

January 5, 2012
By Anonymous

She dances to the beat of the drum,
Her skirts flowing with the wind,
Large bracelets, clinking together,
Making the sound of rain,
Something that hasn’t come,
For awhile now,

Her dark, wavy hair, comes out slowly,
As she sways her hips to the rhythm,
back and forth,
back and forth

Just like the young mother,
Cradles her newborn baby,
back and forth

And the lost child,
Sits alone, barefoot,
Waiting to be found,
Shakes from fear,
back and forth,
back and forth,

The way of the old man’s heart,
Hearing he has become a widower,
Far too weak to move,
His arms, legs locked,
His face, distraught,
His body,

Aching from pain and loss,
From the past, to the present,
And what the future holds,

The widower goes back and forth,

But she continues dancing,
Her arms gracefully moving,
From side to side,

She goes for hours, days, weeks,
Without stop,

She dances for the new mother,
For the lost child,
And for the widower,

She dances,
For the world.

The author's comments:
We all sing the same melody, dance to the same beat, and speak the same language. This is our world.

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