Tutus of Tranquility
Reflection
In the quiet moments, they find their strength,
Ballet dancers poised, their beauty at length.
Their tutus, a soft whisper of pale blue and white,
A gentle rustle, a soothing sight.
Their movements, a dance of serenity and peace,
A balm for the soul, a world to cease.
In this moment, they are free to be,
Their art, a reflection of their inner sea.
Their beauty is not just in their form,
But in the calm that they bring to the storm.
A sense of stillness, a world untold,
A moment's peace, a story to be told.