I danced, solely, for my soul. In it, I could twist and turn with no restriction It was my magical language, which I choose, to speak to the world. I dance In the melodies In between heart beats In the incandescence Of eternity If you know How or perhaps Where to look You might Catch a glimpse Of me Words dance freely from your mind into the power of the pen that keeps the rhythm while the ink lays its footwork onto the floor of the page. - Gaurvi Singhal