Scenes Of Dancing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Suddenly stepping up to music in a staccato-sounding beat,
lifting me from my seat.

Stepping around the dance floor but only in my mind, as I
relive the past in scenes of dancing, feeling alive and
vibrant, even through these past images.

Loving incessant beauty of rhythms continuing to fill
me full of energy and vibrant tenacity, being held captive
every moment of each measure.

Such a pleasant feeling coming into my being, taking me
into a vast universe, coded, while enjoying music.