Dancers in Blue

In the soft glow of the studio, four ballerinas sway, Their tutus like clouds, in a gentle, ethereal way. With every step, a story unfolds, of dreams and grace, Their movements a symphony, in a delicate, secret place. The blue of their dresses, a hue of serenity and peace, As they dance, their spirits release, like birds taking flight, and cease. In this moment, they are free, their hearts full of light, Their beauty is a gift, a treasure to behold, a wondrous sight. Their dance is a journey, through the realms of the soul, A path of self-discovery, where they are made whole.