This post is dedicated to my daughter, Ashlyn, her gym days and her poise on the balance beam!
Beam of Light
Time stood still – A few sacred moments.
Shape and style forged together in grace.
You mounted the slender beam.
In a rare twinkling link,
All you were created to be
Gifted together in glorious movement.
It was your hold that drew us into
Your place of balance and strength.
You found the depth of your design.
Our breath caught in your desire.
Commanding will and body,
Marginal limits to define.
Fluid momentum flowed in form.
You rose on anchored hands in slow motion
Dismount to dazzle watchful eyes.
Your salute – A pose of light.
Beyond your time and presence.
Tracey Warren Elofson, April 2004