Dance of the Spirit
We dance upon the floor of life,prone to following the book,
Feebly attempting to master each step as we go,
stumbling about entangled witin our exhaustion.
By a dance which has no song.
We dance around in circles flooded by confusion,
all the while trying to memorize the sciptures words.
Yet somehow still we fail to gain it's meaning,
for the words have yet to touch us in our inner being.
For we lack the music within our hearts.
We dance about blinded by our uncertanties,
prone to stiftly take each cautious step.
Fearful of the things we have yet to know,
for we have failed to let the truth embrace us.
Our tendency is to dance to the song which is ours alone.
We dance upon the floor of life absent of the Spirit,
perceiving him as a power force with no identity.
Failure to recognize the truth that we understand him little,
we have yet to allow the song maker within our hearts.
To fully lead us in the dance of life.
When we dance upon the floor of life with the Spirit,
we dance with on who strengthens our stride.
When the Spirit leads us to dance he comforts our pains,
and we dance to a song of truth which sets us free.
For it is within the heart he places the song.
When the world has given us pain and we still have inner peace,
it was the we heard the musics first song.
When sorrow hit and the world was ablaze with turmoil,
it was then the Spirit touched us to reveal the light of truth.
For we no longer have need to dance to that which has no song.
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