Dancing

Dancing in and out of you,
flowing with the rhythms of my life,
so that you are one in all.

And I know, know, know
deep within and without
that it's all about
You.

Desiring

And so I find myself lavished with gifts in the midst of it all.

Can it be?

That I will be filled with blessing, plenitude, dance even
as I shout, stream towards your grace unbounding?

Hear it.
Never again.
So
Dance.

I dare you!

Thirsting

Hear the word of the Lord ... proclaim it ...
He who scattered ... now gathers together.

Shouting, they shall mount the heights ...
they shall come streaming to the Lord's blessings ...
they themselves shall be like watered gardens.

Then the virgins shall make merry and dance ... young as well as old.
I will turn their mourning into joy,
I will console and gladden them after their sorrows.

I will lavish ...
and my people shall be filled with my blessings.
(Jeremiah 31: 10-14)

Gathering

Gathering the fragments of the day,
one by one.
The dance, the walking, the drawing
into the centre of you.

And here I find all that is,
crying out for justice.
My people, what have I done to you?

Haiti. Heaven knows
how we can live with ourselves.

Silence

It's like a thirst that's never quenched, a love that never fails, a yearning for the more ... in between the cracks of life.

Why is the silence so noisy?
Me getting in the way
of your attention.
You.
Calling to me,
drip by drip,
torrent by torrent.
Till we are done.