The Great Romance
Sky-dancing with my Queen
when day and night do finally kiss
where muse and dreams oft rumba…
where dancing leads… from day to night
no moments would I wish to miss
where spirit feet skip numbers
painted on sky floor in white
No formal training can express
the grace believers waltz
and worship free… no hindrance
adoring Lord will not repress
such liberty no Law can halt
nor interrupt the soloed dance
Such free expression haunts the proud
exposing tares misplacement
‘til worship plows the toxic ground
and lifts the feet upon the clouds
and turns the heart ‘twas slanted
and loosens the spirit bowed
In the presence of responders
He leads the line, with shepherd’s care
till Judah joins… the conga dance
so heart and feet won’t wander
just follow Him… to lion’s lair
and teaches there the Great Romance
Lovedmadlydeeplymuchly…Jt
