Fire Dancing

All around the bonfire there were sparklers waving in the air. Children, parents and even some singletons joined in the fun of writing ephemeral messages with the primitive light pens. And then, in the pool of light which the oblivious crowd surrounded a lone woman started to dance as if entranced.She looked neither to left nor right. She danced for herself. Her arms rose and fell in front of her and to her sides. She swayed to an inner music perhaps.She danced in time with the dancing flames but only I saw her.She was the fire dancing.