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The joy her mother felt holding her for the first time
she prayed for a girl to love unconditionally
passed onto her knowledge and wisdom

She danced in front of her family
he was her king in her shy world
dancing always put a smile on her face
the room became her court
her dad was well, please 

She said " I'm going to grow up and 
dance in front royalty, daddy"
"sure you will," he says,
as he smiles

A little girl with many hopes 
visions on display in her mind
she continues dancing
growing while learning

Then tragedy comes to her life's end
people think that only evil wins
when it comes to death
because we can only perceive 
on this side of the realm

This little girl who believed
she would dance before
conquers and rival noblemen

Believed so much in herself
her confidence on display
with each and every performance 
many can't see the spirit
that holds on to us, deeply
yet, she did. 

Clothed in a glowing gown of oleander white
she enters the courtroom of the highest God
great Jehovah on his golden throne
king of Israel seated on his right side

Heaven is now her stage
this is the moment
she has waited patiently for

A young girl filled with passion 
she danced so beautifully
all of the heavens rejoices
God himself is forever pleased
by her presence

She danced before kings



Haruka Weiser was a high-spirited young woman who had danced in her soul. The 18-year-old from Portland, a freshman at the University of Texas-Austin, was killed earlier this week on campus. “Haruka was a very talented, high-spirited, lovely young woman and certainly was a treasured member of our school community,” 


© 11 days ago, Jerry L. Heldman

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