Dance Painting | Poetry

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