Dancing in Costumes

I am so full of brightness

I could jump from the excitement

Do tricks - cartwheels, backflips, twirls -

Like a colorful polka-dotted clown

Or bend myself into positions

I’ve never been in

Like an acrobat

Swinging from the circus lines -

My body painted bright, exaggerated versions

Of nature

Yellow crescent moons and five-pointed stars

Red lions’ manes

A mane of orange triangles around my face,

Or blue, green, black birds’ feathers

As my wings and cap

I am so in love with my strength

With my body

With its ability to create shapes

And forms,

Lines and circles

How it can twist itself

Make beautiful motions

Make beautiful movements

A pleasure for the eyes

A feast for the eyes