Shortlisted
We are Grains of Sand
Holy Family Canossian College, Chan Sze Wing, Jessie, Poetry: Group 4
We are grains of sand
that owns the Mongolian land.
We have a graceful dance
Like ballerinas we dance
On the Altai Mountains
we practise in the soft wind.
We do one pas de basque
like lively children we jump
We are grains of sand
a turnout as we stand.
Let’s turn it to a battement
that we regard as talent.
We are grains of sand
en pointe on the plateau.
We do a pironette-turn
as calm as an urn.
We are grains of sand
doing a plié on the plain.
Let’s strike a pose, an arabesque
both pretty and statuesque.
We are grains of sand
doing front splits on the land.
Let’s practise for a grand jeté
the fullest split in the air.
We are grains of sand
doing a relevé above Ulan Bator.
Let’s dance until the music ends
Let’s shake our hands and we’ll be friends.
