Ghost Dance.

Posted: January 24, 2018 in Uncategorized

The Spirit gently whispers invitation to these dead bones…
“May I have this dance?”
Life and strength return as I find myself led onto the dance floor.
A sweet song washes over me…
I know and I am known.
There is…
The slow groove of undeserved love surrounds me.
I’m allowed to awkwardly move to the unforced rhythm of grace.
And we dance into the darkest night…
as a sweet song washes over me.

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