When I look around to have some joy
My feet start moving in a quest to try
The hands go up, go round in the sky
They keep moving here without being shy

It makes me forget the joys & sorrows of life
The only visible purpose is to make it happen nice
I bend; I flow; as even as I rise
I jump to my best; I land up being healthy & wise

Sometimes I stop, sometimes I run
I forget to look around as I keep twisting in a turn
I just keep repeating life’s a pun
For I’ve learnt this that dancing can be fun