Ella Hansen offers a poet and dancer’s perspective.

Further up and further in! —C. S. Lewis.

Though for a time matter enthralls the soul,
The soul itself is such a thing apart
That, when the body breaks, it remains whole;
That life thrives ages past the beating heart.
For this, it goes unflinching through all pain,
Unmindful of its flesh, except as clay
To mould around what hindrances remain
Unyielding; the rest silent melt away.
For this, it fuses passion and the mind
To lose itself in rhythm, to be led
Forever inward, glancing not behind,
Slipped out of time, to stretch upward, ahead.
          For this, when all its mortal strength is gone,
          For this, in spite of this, the dance goes on.