She Dances

Tiptoe over the shattered glass
Windows and mirrors broken and littering the ballroom
They once were hung in beauty
Sheltering the occupants from the wind and the cold
Reflecting the smiles once seen here

This place, now so full of dark, used to be light
Now only the pale moon shines
Leaving shadows where once grand candleabrras stood
Once filled with music and laughter
Now dares you to make a sound as the wind whispers through

"This place could still be beautiful"
She thinks
"If no one had forgotten it was still here"
She touches the moss grown over the walls
and her heart fills with sorrow for the old building

A cloud moves over the moon
The marble floor begins to sparkle from the stained glass littered there
She smiles
She can see the beauty and magic this place still holds onto
And so, she dances.