Dance

Dance

Spinning, swirling

twisting, twirling.

Floating, drifting

while fluttering.

Lovely, quite ethereal

sent from the celestials.

One by one more appear

dancing together near.

These gossamer tu-tus

catch ones attention, they do.

Light as a feather

they now gather.

Performing their art

in mute, soundless parts

for no music is heard,

not even a chord.

Spinning, swirling

twisting, twirling.

Floating, drifting

while fluttering.

As if chased they run

in a waltz of fun

graceful, poised,

bringing joy.

Not one misstep

for each step

is orchestrated

as if conducted.

Who is it that dances away

yesterday and again today?

Fluttering down from the heavens

are dancing snowflakes from heaven.

* * * * *

May your spirit dance

despite your circumstance.

My joy abide

whatever betides.

May there be a song on your lips

that will cause a smile to lift.

May thankfulness be a part

of every beat of your heart.

You turned my wailing into dancing;

you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever.

Psalm 130:1-12

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