profoundly deep levels

 

The Winter Dance Concert ‘21

in my heart I am a dancer,

it’s my body that doesn’t quite fit the dream,

I love to move in harmony with purpose, with control,

in harmony with music,

this week I have again found myself

in awe of our upper schoolers

in their Winter Dance Concert,

each of the dancers a choreographer, too,

their bodies the tools,

their heads, their hearts, their souls:

create, adapt, live the dances,

the music, the songs, chosen and crafted

for movement, word, and beat to unite,

technology of lights, of sound, of space,

all a stage within which movement

creates its own life for a time,

usually, my universe is of words,

those verbal tools that allow me

to think, to express feeling,

I love the alternative of the language of dance,

combined with the language of music,

as what is “said” moves on profoundly deep levels,

the Upper School students create before us,

and the world is better for their venturing forth.

by Henry H. Walker

December 8, ‘21