Lady of the North
She dances
Graceful arms she stretches high
Reaching up to touch the sky
Gingerly she steps around
Pieces breaking from the ground
And still
She dances
Fires raising deep within
Floods the land she knows as kin
Balancing on what is left
She does a twirl and though bereft
She dances
Watching her we sit in awe
Taking for granted all we saw
Even when we are long gone
In the skies, she’ll carry on
Forever dancing
About the Poet
Helena is a computer science student studying at Mission College.