Can Dance
The world may be falling down around me,
seems to be signs of death on either side.
Still I can experiance the joyof my Lord in
every fiber, every atom and molecule of my being.
The truth is that the music of the heavens, of the Lord
is getting louder and ever so clear.
The tapestry of His manifestation is becoming full of
form and visable substance.
No matter the troubles that I may have,
remedied before I sleep, as I sing to Him,
talk and laugh with Him, makes me humble, makes me glad.
If it is troubles I still have later in the midnight hour, I get up
and can dance before I wake early in the morning, and sing a
few bars of the song which grows ever stronger.
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