“In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and
that sight becomes this art.”
Rumi
Rumi
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dance
O sacred One
dance
when I am sad
dance
when I have erred
dance
when I am sad
dance
when I am lonely
dance
when I am more than willing
to be enslaved by the world
enslaved by my mistakes
enslaved by others
dance
you are the Lord of the dance
and you ask me to dance along
even when I do not feel like it
it is in the dancing
that I accept my acceptance
that I accept love
that I honor You
may I have
this
dance?
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