Leap
of Faith
How
am I to learn the steps,
do
I really want the dance,
moving
in,
sliding
back,
shall
I leave or take a chance.
In
the distance I can see,
silhouettes
of heartaches past,
anxious
as the music starts,
sometimes
slow,
or
much too fast.
I
separate to go inside,
I
back away to catch my breath.
Is
this the dance of life I feel,
or
prelude to another death.
Stretching
for the turn that comes,
uncertain
of the unknown pace,
unrehearsed,
ill
defined,
for
love is but a dance of grace.
Swept
up in the rhythm now,
challenged
by some old belief,
limits
I have pushed beyond,
but
safety calls me back to speak.
Dancers
in formation pause,
take
the leap or step aside.
Faith
beckons in a whispered voice,
protect
your heart, but do not hide.
Open
as a dancer would,
face
the light and take the stage.
A
leap of faith can free the heart,
with
any turn,
at
any age.
Lou
Sparks Smith
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