They Who Dance

After hearing so much depressing news lately, I decided to go the uplifting poetry route. Enjoy!

They Who Dance
(Marjorie Allen Seiffert)

The feet of dancers,
Shine with laughter,
Their hearts are vibrant as bells;

The air flows by them
Divided, like water
Before a gleaming ship.

Triumphantly their bodies sing,
Their eyes
Are blind with music.

They move through threatening ghosts,
Feeling them as cool as mist
Against their brows.

They who dance
Find infinite golden floors
Beneath their feet.