Her presence causes quite a stir,
Attention she commands
As laugh and murmur take their seats
And silence takes its stand
Her countenance is welcoming
Her eyes so full of life
They look throughout the crowded room
For whom she may invite.
She asks the band to play a song
And beckons us to dance
She comes to each, one by one
We all shrink from her glance
She comes to one in disbelief,
"This can't be real," he sighs
We spineless men explain, reject,
but on and on she tries
She comes to me with outstretched hand
I try to look away,
But everything inside me craved
A moment like today
Her hand in mine, she leads me to
The center of the floor
This mix of ecstasy and fright
I've never felt before.
"But I can't dance, my rythm's off
I dance on two left feet!"
"It's okay, I'll teach you how"
She bids me, "don't retreat"
The fiddles play, our feet begin
To move as if we're one,
I trip and fall, she lifts me up
"Keep going, we're not done"
On and on, she teaches me,
And greater we improve
As time advances steadily,
Fluidly we move.
I've heard the people talk of her,
With accusations blind,
They say she's forceful, trapping some
Others neglects to find.
That's not the Grace I've come to know,
Who first invited me.
She welcomes all, teaches all,
And bids all "Dance with me."
