Soul of An Eagle, Life of a Dancer

The way he moves, like he’s floating on wings, Dancing in beat to the song that he sings; Dipping down, then up again fast, A dance like his goes on, unsurpassed; He spins to the left and then to the right, Listen closely to the beautiful song he recites; “Ya hey-ya hey-ya” he chants to the beat of the drums, One by one the crowd is awed and one by one succumbs; To the spell that his slow movements have cast, Till they have no perception of time that has passed; His deliberate actions tell of his tale, Of how one day he will prevail; And soar with the beings up in the sky, And then to the heavens he will fly! ~Honorable Mention in the "Fill in the Blanks" Contest by Paula Swanson~