On the just right morning....in the just right light....at the just right moment - she appeared.
As if - out of nowhere.

She did a quick pirouette on her tippiest of toes.
A grand jete' followed by a tour en l'air.
Confidence. Strength.
Beauty. Grace.
Her whole face lit up. She was in her happiest element.
She was flying.

And then - when she saw me standing there.
She stopped.
She stared.
She bowed her head....and curtsied shyly.