A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green
It has been Their dance all along—Their communion, Their intimacy,
Love enfolding Love enfolding Love.
And I have been invited into the quadrille, the waltz, the glorious and shining ballet.
clumsy me, two-left-feet me,
stumbling, graceless me—
and hardly dressed for the occasion in these tattered, faithless rags.
Twirled and happy swinging,
embraced, breathless with joy
in heaven-sent robes,
in Spirit-scent robes.
. . . It feels like we will dance forever.
What great expression! In word(s), and in the art of His Handiwork!
Well done, Lilly! 🙂
Thank you. Need to reblog a message for me sometimes, too. 🙂
Thanks for words and images.