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Dancing Feet


When I first danced I was an elephant Heavy and stomping and swaying my heavy tusks, The Duck would tell me "No No No! Don't stomp step lightly" and so thus I became a gorilla. Smaller but still heavy Swinging my heavy arms Smoother but not good enough for The Duck. She would say "No No No! Not like that! Like This" and then I became a monkey. Smaller easier to move, My steps were soundless and light Still The Duck says, "No No No! Not like that! Straighter! Firm!" And so I became a gazelle, Long and graceful with perfect form. and The Duck was happy The gazelle was not And a day long in the future, The Duck died And the gazelle was free to change. But by the time she could. The gazelle realized she had already She realized that she had been The Duck all along.
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