Silent whispers in the air,
She dances with grace, no fear.
Red straps tie her down below,
As she soars above like a free bird does fly.
Her body moves in harmony,
A dance of freedom, you can see.
The world around her is unknown,
In this moment where she's all alone.
The wind whispers to her ears,
Of the joy that comes with being suspended here.
She floats on a cloud made of dreams,
Her heart full of love and serene streams.
This woman is more than just a sight,
A living piece of art taking flight.