Autumn’s Dancer

 

 

She found a place in Autumn’s hall
To dance among the leaves,
To pirouette in fading light,
And trump what Grace achieves.

Her variation went unseen,
By all but Nature’s eyes;
Yet still she moved adagio
To Autumn’s windy cries.

Her toes were soft on dying grass;
She warmed up Autumn’s air;
And she knew well with every step,
Her soul would be laid bare.

How solemnly she stood at last,
And watched the moon appear.
She had danced on Autumn’s stage,
And silence was her cheer.