Dancing Girl Poem by Champaben Mistry

Rising beyond hope.
I am afloat once again,
Dreaming of the life that is within reach.

Many days have since gone by,
Where my dreams once put aside,
Return.

With the merriment of my youth,
I embrace the delight of the new.
Dancing in the rain.

The flowers bloom,
The colours vibrant and alive,
The grass greener than ever has been seen.

The clouds saunter by.
The warmth of the night all my own.
Compliments and joy, like a field of lavender in bloom.

The scent in the air,
Fresh and beautiful,
A glorious movement.

I am deliciously caught in the evening light,
My eyes sparkle with a radiant beauty,
All once more, my own.