Ballet

Pirouettes, grande jetés, arabesques, pliés, en-pointe, battements.

The graceful flow of sweeping movements, flairs and arcs, limbless elegance and fluent poise. Ballet is the epitome of classical dance, as one who has but the barest inkling of its beautiful grandeur will tell you, for it is a dance of the strength of tough, silvery spider-web and the demanding presence of a single rose petal. In beauty and expression, it can compare to no other.

As the music rises, quick steps to center stage follow the impatient build up of the arpeggio and anticipation of what is to come. As the musical vernacular hits the first dramatic chord, ribbon-like appendages in their full admirable glory as they swish like tree branches in a soft autumn wind, intricately making music in the spotlight and the rise and fall of pounding triads speak out the story-line, the climax playing out its fullness before the end brings the curtains down upon a spectacular spectacle and the lights turn up, dispelling the fairytale magic of a phenomenal  evening.