The Dancer

HI All,
We have that new song "Human" on our current set and everyone is loving the lyrics, "Are we human or are we dancers?"
Well, both of course!
I referenced the poem, written by someone I certified with in 1995 a couple of times and I wanted to reprint it here.
The poem was written by James Webb Jones and copyrighted in 1995.

The Dancer
She works intently in an office by day
She drinks coffee with low fat creamer and
She smiles often as she pushes through this routine.
The sooner the workday is over
The sooner she is free for dance class.
She should have been a dancer,
She would have been a great one.
She's not an office worker heart and soul.
She warms up and
As the intensity heightens
You can see the music grip her and caress her spirit.
She takes flight and gravity works only as she wills it.
She merges with the music.
She does not pinch a note.
She pulls the music's power to her.
As she lifts her body she lifts even the saddest spirit.
With such graceful power she proves the purity of the dance's flow.
Heart and soul she is and ever will be a dancer.

Jimmy wrote this poem for us when we all got certified. He was the only guy, with over 30 girls. Hardly any of us (if any at all) had come from a 'dance' background but J always made us FEEL like dancers and becoming certified instructors certainly solidified that for all of us.
I have cherished this poem in my old workshop binder all this time and since I had mentioned it in class, I thought I'd share it with you all.
Oh, and EACH of you is a dancer...heart and soul!
See you in class!