Dancing

The music starts, so do I
Slowly getting the feel of it.....the beat, the rhythm.

But like a dream, I feel lost but safe.

The notes, the music ran through me and became a part of my soul, my
blood, my body.

My goal is there, right there in my grasp....to make this dance a
perfect one, to prove to myself and to everyone else that I can
dance

Keeping that goal in mind, I flow with the music until the notes are my
blood, giving me the power to move, to dance.........and then the notes
stop coming.

My blood stopped moving. I froze.......and it almost felt as if time
froze with me.
I fell......

the audience, suprised and shocked could only stare at my clumsiness. I
slowly rose to my feet and then the people clapped.

Like a wave, starting at one end and ending at the other......the
people clapped.

Though it wasn't perfect, I was satisfied.....