Grace in Motion

Ruling the stage of dance, It always feels happy to delight the fans. Taking one step after the other, Each movement in sync with another. The glow of light shines on the necklace, Where the glam enhances the face. The rhythmic sounds of feet beg to follow the beat, Hands and fingers perfecting art so sweet. Eyes can’t look away from the view, The attire and stage add to the hue. Flexibility with a lazy elegance, A captivating scene, pure excellence. The dance flows until the story's told, Each stance more graceful, more bold. If time allowed, I too would join the dance, Entranced by the beauty in every glance.