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EN POINTE
EN POINTE
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Upon a dimly lit state she stands
en pointe, defying gravity.
Time pauses, suspended like
dust motes dancing in the spotlight.
She holds the moment
like a fragile glass ornament,
balancing herself on the edge
between her grace and strength.
What thoughts swirl in her mind,
as the audience holds its breath?
Does she ponder the road that led her here,
the sacrifices, the bruises, the pain?
Or does she simply bask in the glow,
the blissful beauty of the moment,
where she is both dancer
and the dance?
The curtain rises; her spirit soars
anchored in the grace of holding on,
the beauty of standing still,
en pointe.
Copyright ©
Sara Etgen-Baker
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