The Dance

In the dark by a streetlamp, I dance for the light. I dance with awe into the Moon-lit night. I dance with the inspiration of spring's beautiful delights. I dance with the smell of roses and flowers of life. I dance with a singing spirit in my heart. I dance in the wonder of life with a new start. I dance to a host of warm smiles from beautiful, loved ones. I dance into a cool summer breeze that warms my old bones. I dance with joy for my lovely soul mate. I dance for my heavenly father with whom I have faith. I dance for the purity of love that my soul has been filled. I dance against all sorrow and hate with my sheer will. For my dance will never end; it's who I am.