Poetry

THE DANCE

I see you dancing through the trees

Peeping out at me

Glimpses of your body

As you race towards me

Teasing me as I journey

Lighting up my path

Flitting in and out

Luminous in the dark

I try to find stable ground

Watching as you dart around

Back and forth you go

Putting on a show

I follow you with my eyes

Your light clear and bright

Sending long dark shadows

Into the thickness of the night

I want to run to you

Not sure which way to turn

In which direction do I go?

Backwards, forwards, left or right?

Suddenly I don't know

Your movements are so graceful

Yet truly hard to find

As you dance in the night

Impressed on my mind

I wish the dance would halt

'Be still' I shout

You disobey

Suddenly you disappear

And I no longer see

The beautiful dance you held

Especially for me

Your silence is deafening

My heart begins to still

I take a breath to calm myself

Waiting in the silence

Searching in the night

Wanting to see you

Dancing in the light

Suddenly I spy you

In between the trees

Creeping up on me

I feel the magic of your light

Teasing as you dance

In the darkness of the night

Smiling I journey onward

As you race beside me

Twisting and turning

Keeping up with me

I turn the corner there you are

Suspended in mid air

My smile begins to widen

As I recognise your face

I'd know it anywhere

So big, round and beautiful

Your magic always there

I notice you're not perfect

Not entirely round tonight

A part of you is missing

Unseen in the light

But it doesn't really matter

Because your still just as bright

By: Barbara Matters

2007