Reformation

Waiting in the wings,
I watch you perform,
You dance elegantly,
And then you transform.

You float above the ground,
Gliding through the air,
Your countenance full of light,
The wind blows your hair.

Moving so lightly,
As if under water,
I am reminded,
That you are a heavenly daughter.

Angels flow swiftly,
From your left and right,
And when I look into your eyes,
All I see is a most magnificent light.

Waiting in the wings,
I watch you perform,
Inspired by you,
Now I must reform.

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