Whispers of the Swan – a ballet painting by Maria Viktor

Whispers of the Swan

Beneath the glow of silvered light,
they gather in the wings of night.
Tulle and feathers, soft embrace,
ghostly figures, poised in grace.

A hush before the curtain rise,
mirrors flash with fleeting eyes.
Hands that tie and fasten tight,
trembling hearts, a breath held light.

Echoes of a distant past,
where shadows twirl and time holds fast.
Each lace and plume, a memory spun,
a swan’s last flight before it’s done.