Up to her tiny shoes

The ballerina took her last breath

Hoping she could reach the stars

And touch every moon above

It was all or nothing

It was life or death

She leaped with all her strength

Reaching every star she imagined

Touching the full moon

The stars smiled more brightly

The moon forgot to hide itself

From visitors of the night

The ballerina felt good

At last, her mission accomplished

A second was the thing needed

Her long fall as high as ambition

Took place at her most graceful

It all ended fast

She was back on her long road

Ready to lift off again

And touch the whole universe