The Ever So Gentle Enchantment Poem by Denis Martindale

Exquisite as a masterpiece
Composed in Mozart's mind...
Piano playing meant to please
Made everything refined.
The dancer shone amidst the light
That crowned her noble brow
And all at once her form took flight
And beauty took a bow.
The noble creature soared above
The realm of common man.
As if her heart now filled with love,
Across the stage she ran.
Dramatic power which enchants,
God's wonder to install,
Drew rapt attention to her dance
And mesmerised us all.
Her smiles to us were borne of joy,
Serenity to share.
As if she set out to destroy
Each sorrow, ache or care.
Somehow she blossomed like a rose
That each would gladly kiss.
The dancer's name God only knows
And yet she brought such bliss.
God bless her, please, for memories
That nevermore will part -
For she was like a gentle breeze
That nestled in my heart.
I'll not forget the tenderness
Her dance has brought to me!
She filled my soul with happiness!
She set my spirit free!


Denis Martindale, copyright October 2005