Happy Dance

I shape my heart like theirs

and theirs like

mine

                                St. Teresa of Avila

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The secret is this

Christ in me

The Sacred Seed deep within my soul

The secret is this

the sacred in “them’

and thus the distinction

wanes

alive the sacred

dances inside me

and with abandon whirls across

the space

of prejudice and fear

pride and judgment

and ignoring the litter strewn

between

with abandon

embraces the sacred presence

in that beautiful one in front of me

who is perhaps afraid

who is perhaps battered by life

but still

we are alike

we children of God

there is no distinction

so we might as well

dance

a happy dance of love