Dancing Love

1

I have long stood in the shadow,
lingering at the edge of definition,
the flickering flame dancing in my eyes.

I have watched and waited while
crumbs fall to the ground, broken
pieces of life from ignorant lips.

They have gorged themselves on
beauty and truth and goodness;
and they do not understand.

But I have understood too much;
and the mysterious is now shrouded
in intellectual certainty.

* * *

Will I plunge into the light, taking
my place at the raucous feast,
dancing love through mysterious grace?

Amen.

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