The Ballerina Who Never Danced

Her name was Anna, Anna from the Savanna. She wished to be a prima ballerina, of all earthly places, in steamy Louisiana. But she spent much time on the winding road, traveling a la mode with her friend Susanna, a girl from Montana. Then, on a sunny day of life's bizarre fate list, the aspiring ballerina met a young and able artist, a sculptor of great charisma. Her body attractive, with a well-styled hairdo, as a model she was keen and he created for her a life size bronze statue and he polished it green. Now her beautiful figure became frozen in time, suspended in space, with an enigmatic face. A sculpted ballerina Anna of the Savanna from then on stood motionless, in the timelessness of a persistent ambition, sailing on a rolling reel of permanent aspiration. An unfulfilled dream, her fading biography dissolves gradually, like frothy, foamy cream in a cup of black coffee.