The Final Dance

Everything in life has a dance this has always been God's plan The gentle wind moving along a field of flowers never losing their roots showing their full strength and power The clouds of might who never put up a fight move and sway across the heavens never fearful of God's light The waters of the sea as they rock back and forth each wave giving a tiny dance as they blend and enforce The leaf on a tree no matter how small will shake and shimmy to the dance of the fall when in spring to God's song they will call Even a child in the mother's lap she will lay will rock and sway never thinking or worrying of the impending grave A father in God's faith he would always stand when dying and in pain praying, 'God carry me and bless me with a peaceful dance as you have planned' Through his eyes I could see his last dance unfold my tears I could not control he did not sway or rock he did not put up a mighty fight he did not shake or shimmy he did not stumble or fall He took God's hand as the angels sang a soft song and he danced his way into heaven and on the streets made of gold Remember in life always from your heart to continue to dance for as you sway to God's song and your hair moves softly this is the hand of your father wishing you a life to dance and to never stumble and fall. Dedicated to my cousin: Darlene In Memory of her father and my uncle: Berry T Reams 2015 copyright