by Natalie Hulet-Sandblom

I know God has a plan
He has a plan for everything and everyone
We must not doubt Him
We must not doubt His plan

Although I can never stop thinking about her,
About her lifeless legs dangling from the wheelchair
I know I must not doubt God’s plan

But when I see her tears
It hurts to know his plan may not become clear
For a very long time

She is strong and hopeful
And she knows that she must believe He is watching
But how can she not have doubt
When all she wants to do is dance –

Dance just once,
Do just one pirouette,
Leap just once across the dance floor…

How can a dancer ever fully express her inner-feelings again
If not through movement?

She was a dancer
A beautiful dancer
An artist of movement
A beautiful artist of movement

Now she must hold her head high
And show that inner-grace
That every dancer possesses

She is a fighter
A beautiful fighter
And with God by her side
She will fight to the top
She will never give up
Because she is not a quitter
She is a dancer
And dancers keep pushing until they have reached perfection

I, too, am a dancer
A poet of movement
And every move I make now
I think of her
In every routine I rehearse,
I see the empty hole where she belongs

She is a dancer
A beautiful dancer
And I know that one way or another
She will be back on the dance floor with me someday