Painful beauty is to elevate with a spin.
With struggling toes and sturdy limb.
You raise up high smooth like lace.
So elegant. So full of grace.
The art of life's pirouette is to dance in every catastrophe.
Make your foot your pedestalic caryatid.
Make every tragedy a beautiful turn.
A majestic outcome in every pain.
So dance in life like it is your plinth
Remember to pirouette in every flinch
Turn each chaos to a graceful act.
Turn each vicissitudes into an impressive art.