Dancing

I watch Your branches dance,

bathed in morning sun,

and wonder at the work

of Spirit’s breath

between the leaves;

what You have begun

You will fulfill,

and we who wait

so deep in peace

can feel so close

the heart’s caress,

Your touch in us to be disguised,

and go to make the day begin / be done in You,

breathing / breathed on Spirit’s breath,

branches asked to dance.

Come dance with Me.

But Lord, there is no music.

Just dance with Me.

I am guiding you.

I am guiding you,

and you may know

nothing about it.

You don’t have to

hear the music

or know the steps.

Just follow Me.

You are like light

which enters a room

and transforms it.

You have no idea

how much good

you are accomplishing

by dancing with Me.