The Ballerina Dance

The sun lighted the field
Mist curtain faded away
River flows slowly and calmly
Birds started singing
Frogs started watching
Then the white swan came to the river
Slowly and steadily
Mingling with the music
She started to dance
Her dance reflected her happiness

Suddenly,
A black swan came to the river from nowhere
He was watching her dance
And synced with the tune
He joined her
The white swan didn’t like the black swan
She tried to move away
But he tried to maintain his phase
Finally she turned her back to the black swan

Suddenly,
The black swan realized that she was rejecting him
Is it because he black?
He felt so sad
He swam faster and faster
Deeper and deeper
In to the far end of the river
When the white swan turned back
The black swan nowhere to be seen
She felt so sad
‘Oh what I have done’
The white swan threw her arms to the air
Started searching
Swam and searched every corner of the river
Finally found him in the darkest part of the river

Slowly,
The white swan stepped to him
The black swan stepped away
She quicken her steps
He quicken his steps
She started running
He started running
She started flying up into the sky
Grabbed his wings and circled, circled, circled

Reluctantly,
Their eyes met with each other
They both felt the warmth of their feelings
The white swan looked away with guilt
The black swan held her tight
He gave her forgiveness
She gave her heart
They both danced together
Hugging each other
Slowly and steadily
Circling to the center of the river
Until the sun set down
Until the moonlight comes
Then the frogs started croaking
While the mist curtain closed