Special thanks to my son, who composed the music and produced the track.
I see you, ballerinas
gracing the largest stage.
Formations swanning,
Skylarking in echoing arcs above.
My eyes water as I wonder
Are there dancers beyondthe stillness of ceruleanforming shapes ona celestial stage?Who do they mesmerisewhen the ballerinas take flight,and are those eyeswondering about mine?
Silhouettes swanning
As I witness completeness above me.
I see the ballerinas
and thought becomes theatre.
Who do they mesmerise - so wonderful to think about that...the patterns beyond...
Mmmm. Your son's music does create a particular mood to add to your words. What a brilliant idea! I also love this idea of the watcher watching the watcher beyond.