When I Saw You Dance
I went to see a show
three hours away from home
through dark clouds and cold rain
in mid December.
I sat down in the thick silence
of the packed auditorium
with an umbrella in my hands;
a handmade Christmas ornament,
a present for you,
sitting inside my black jacket.
The lights dimmed,
a violin cut
through the dark air;
a soft blue light lit the stage.
Then I saw you move,
I saw you stand on your hands,
saw you jump through the air,
in your lovely little blue leotard.
My heart was leaping,
my body paralyzed;
but your body,
your movements,
gave me life.
I saw the stage beneath you,
and the ceiling above you,
struggling to contain your grace.
When I saw you dance,
I saw such a beautiful life;
after the show,
my spirit still shaking,
I stuttered,
my hand t r e m b l e d
when I gave you my gift.
Then I saw you smile;
all my life I’ve wanted to dance,
all my life I’ve wanted to be me.