Helen’s Ecstasy 3/4/14
Helen always yearned
To be able to see
The face of her joy
In the midst of her dance.
Holding a diminutive umbrella fringed with lace
Helen, the angel of the second line,
Would bust her moves with grace and delight.
But no photo could ever capture
The fullness of her experience.
So, Helen had to keep dancing and dancing
To feel the ecstasy
That the rest of us
Could so easily see.
© Reece Burka 2/1/2019