Ballerina

I am the
"Tilted back Ballerina" that praise upon a box
when my father gladly opens me up the melodies leaves my box
Looking towards heaven my eyes visualized towards the newest of the sky
bursting into existence straight forward
with sparkles upon my stilled eyes
Chest outstretched before him
for his glory directs my invisible path
Heart ravishing with flames inside as the tunes sound off within
I dance the beat of joyful angles concuring all my sins Let my poise an rythem guide me as I keep the arch perfected upon my feet
toes buckled  down placing all else underneath
Let thuo my light shine as desire set me amongst the stars as his loving hands turns me receiving all applause
For my father closes the box until the next time he delights to hear me
I'm the Tilted back ballerina that rest upon a box twirling round an round until the melody of my heart stops