She Dances This Life

She walks with a purpose I have never seen
Captivating, emanating a grandeur from an ancient life
Borrowed from Helena or Cleopatra to be here now
Her grace flows so freely, enchanting those who see
An effortless beauty time itself cannot withstand
She laughs in the face of things we cannot control
This life so seemingly elementary in its vast complexity

Her eyes dance in a shimmering light of innocence
But they belie the wisdom of lives lived and gone
Her smile enthralls, her laugh disarms
This child of time dances on the wind
Her feelings and thoughts telegraphed in gentle rain
Cleansing and purifying the souls that are open
Delivering sustenance to the starving

She gives so freely in superfluous amounts
But some are inclined to deny such generosity
Feeling undeserving, or perhaps envy is their ally
Yet she carries on, refusing none who will partake
She will dance and deliver as long as we believe
She needs only one that dares to take the chance
As long as I can, I will watch her dance