Under the light
Of the moon,
As her spotlight
And the sound,
Of the crickets
As her music,
And the stars
As her audience,
And the grass
As her stage,
She danced
With moves,
So graceful
And her face
Looked serene,
As she lost herself
In the music
Of nature.

                                                         -ainbh

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