Back and forth, to and fro, up and away
She glitters---she flies---she sails and she sings
On her slippery feet dances the day
Lightest of angels, with bullets in her wings

She gallops over river, flame, and stone
Over evil specters lurking at her feet
Wicked friends and strangers she fights alone
Yet with her sun the moon cannot compete

She shines like the lone candle in the dark
As the envious wind tries to quench her light
She breaks the long night like the morning lark
As her sailing gale quells the wind with its might

When the flowers gaze at her they cannot weep
For her thousand guiding saints send tears astray
Yet they fear that to the dark ocean deep
One smart evil might drag their dancer away

Until then, she will dance across her floor
She will glitter and glide, she will sail and sway
And all her rivals that taunted before
Will watch her triumph, with no words to say