The Dance by Divya Mathur

The Dance by Divya Mathur
The shimmering moonlight Came down to make illuminate The dry sand dune Her skirt was made of Sixty rays Her blouse was stitched but with one And her scarf! As if it was dipped into Blue, red, green, yellow and Myriad bright colours What a tiny waist! What a sweet voice! And as she touched the ground And Lo and behold! The sand started to dance!