The language of dance
a reaction of chance
a beautiful form
a bird in a storm
talking aloud
movements that shroud
that signify light
her aura so bright
the melody plays
such interest does raise
awareness of dance
Today, in France
serenely she glides
like great ocean tides
sucks in the air
a spirit so fair
commands such respect
bent, then erect
a vision derives
the passion survives
the language of dance
from each corner
of France
the salient force
created from source