Dance the thousand dances of love

"Love is the dancing cry of the soul, calling the body to worship

Like a shining whirlpool, or a spinning mayfly

So is love among the skies.

I leap across the mountaintops, madly singing the song of all songs

I float through the ether, intoxicated, thrilled

I think only of your love, your calling to me

And I dance the thousand dances of love, all returning to you."

Rumi

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love cries out this morning

in the spring sky

in the smell of the pine,

and the dance of sunrise through the trees

love sings its song

and lift me up

soul soaring until

I join the eagle’s flight

so very high

I have the gift

of Sacred love

and I am above all people blessed

some have wealth, possessions

power

poor things

for many of them are so poor

standing there on podiums

seeking more power and more wealth

their misery etched in their faces

their poverty shining through their empty angry eyes

Trump, the Kardashians and their ilk can live their lives

Seeking the wrong things in the wrong places

in their partially disguised wretchedness

as for me I will put on my dusty shoes

and head out into God’s grandeur,

dancing a thousand dances of love

on a dirt road