Written by: Marissa
And when my body acquires strength,
And my image becomes complete,
I will come to you in dancing strides,
Showcasing a heroes’ feat.
I will twirl to only your music,
Celestial choirs of freedom within,
A dance created purely from grace,
As a choreographer eager to begin *
Will the Source be my teacher?
As I spin to the ethereal song?
No my dear, now you shall see,
You were the maestro all along.