Dance of Healing

Dancing brilliance, a sunset claims another evening sky as trophy.  

As if to say God's faithfulness reigned this day too.

And all the healing silence makes the music for the dancing. 

And the wind gives way to a calmer heart, waiting to be held, and held it is. 

And stilled. 

And heard. 

And stirred. 

And healed. 

Between last time here and this,  so much of making crazy, so much of life and living,  so much. 

But now. 

The dance and the dancing. 

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