Dancing in a hurricane

Stepping round her body twirls

She spins and springs and loftward lifts

To everyone the air looks still

A dancer safe In her domain

Belying even to the girl

How easy she should ply her gifts

So when she tires she must be ill

Her weakness reason for her pain

But surreptitious whispered swirls

Reveal the lie of vista's grift

The warm illusion falls to chill

and bite of cataclysmic rain

The gale force threatening to hurl

The dancer’s form against the cliffs

But this risk just reveals her will

To keep her feet against the strain

Beneath the storm her moves unfurl

Through sheets of hail perspective shifts

She leaps like lightning with the thrill

Of dancing in a hurricane