GIRL ON THE DANCE FLOOR

Written in 2006 (one of many times of transition)

 
water dancerWho is the girl on the dance floor?
I knew her when she walked out the door.
Change is good, but then there is fear,
Making it difficult to keep thoughts clear.

Can she stop over thinking?
She just wants to stay real.
Is her intensity too much?
Too deeply she feels?

Who is the girl on the dance floor?
I knew her when she walked in the door.
Confident and convicted,
Well on her way,
While still confused,
Black, white; then grey.

Possibilities endless,
Directions to choose,
Afraid to take the wrong step,
Afraid to lose.

She had to let it all go
And just take the chance,
It’s okay to misstep,
If you’re enjoying the dance.

Who’s the girl on the dance floor?
I’ll get to know her as she walks through the door.

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