Dance in the Dark


I dance in the dark. 

Inhibitions cast off,

I twirl and twirl, like a graceful ballerina, free in a broad expansive world. 

Walls disappear and the dark of my room rushes to blend with the testimony of the universe—spirit meshed with Spirit.

My arms hug tight and reach wide—

stretch inward and outward to embrace and be embraced. 

Move, Spirit, move.

Simple melodies carry my open-chested praise past the corners of the ceiling

to celestial halls unfettered by   atmosphere     and         stars           and                 space.

 Miraculous union—the soul’s yearnings unbounded—

unloosed in a moment of genuine worship,

fitted one with the other,

created with Creator.

Slow slow, fast fast, step step – mind and body joined in declaration of Your worth.

 My will lays down my right to rule.

 I  b  r  e  a  t  h  e  out surrender as the music plays.

When I sit in church, hands in front, fingers tap tapping,

praise swells and creeps round the edges,

peeking out, slinking away, afraid of prying eyes.

 Too many eyes, too many voices, too many too manys. 

But alone yet not alone, in my own shadowy sanctuary . . .

I dance in the dark.

About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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21 Responses to Dance in the Dark

  1. seekraz says:

    Incredible photos…I absolutely love clouds.

    Thank you. 🙂

  2. Hey Lilly…where are you in the world? Your photos are awesome and I’m assuming they’re taken where you are.

    • CA desert. Summer’s are boring blue, so most of my truly interesting photos, at least of skies, are in other seasons when storms come in. We get interesting formations because of the wind patterns going over the Sierra Madre range.

  3. Beautiful and thought provoking, enhanced by the mystique of amazing photography.

  4. Dounia says:

    Beautiful post – the photos and the words.

  5. Cara says:

    I feel so blessed to have found your blog by chance . . . This is yet another poem striking me true to the heart’s center. I would expect the experience of outpouring to be different for everyone, but I find that when I write to Him or about Him, I have not the same preoccupation with pedantry as when I sit down edit my book or even compose a simple vignette. I wonder if this has to do with understanding that no language, the English or otherwise, could ever encompass that Greatness that is our God, so when I give Him my words, it is with an “attempt” to draw and limn Him with vocabulary, and nothing more. This is not to say your poem was anything short of extraordinary; it was absolutely lovely, and coming from right off my quiet time, exactly what I asked the Lord to bring me today. Thank you . . .
    Likely, you are familiar with C.S. Lewis and his works; if not, I couldn’t possibly recommend them with any less than a “You must read!” Anyhow, we — a book club, comprised of eight — are currently reading “The Screwtape Letters” He — Screwtape — concludes his first letter with, “Do remember, you are there to fuddle him.” Many of us were struck, if not all that surprised, by method of “evil” in which Screwtape espouses. Consequently, much of the discussion revolved around distractions. I began thinking at that point . . . As the book was published in the 1940’s, in a day an age where news was brought to us weekly, rather than daily, where “internet” was not even an idea circulating in one’s brilliant man’s mind, how much more today is distraction the Enemy’s greatest weapon, than it was 70 years ago? Do we even stand a chance??

    While reading your poem, I stopped to read this sentence a few times.
    “Too many eyes, too many voices, too many too manys.”
    While I understand that you did not mean these words in reference to distraction, I, of course, interpreted this in my own way, applying it to the feelings still fresh in my mind.

    Again, thank you for sharing your words.


    • Thank you for sharing. C.S. Lewis–love him! Screwtape should be required reading on a yearly basis. We forget we have an enemy seeking to devour and delude.

      I fear for the younger generation who even more than the older do not make room for silences. If we hope to dance with our King and hear his voice, we need to make room apart from all the stimuli that is available to us.

      As far as the too manys: There are times in church when I would love to raise my hands and commune or sway, but even if I was in a church where lots did that, I would feel too intimidated. I would become aware of others looking. When I do, even alone, I usually cry. 🙂 Corporate worship is good and essential church life. But those times of private worship are the best.

  6. danitacahill says:

    I totally agree, Lilly. Beautiful poem. Beautiful photos.

  7. Lindy Lee says:

    Dancing becomes you…

  8. belladonna23 says:

    beautiful pictures to match a beautiful poem.. i recently also wrote about a “ballerina:..

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