Poem · Poetry

Then Sings My Soul

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When wanting meets realization

and dis-ease catches a glimpse

of healing,

my eyes spring open –

and I can see, once again,

how You are right here,

right here.

Life is a beautiful dance.

The music always plays,

with You leading my steps,

and I, in faith, following,

sometimes tripping along-

crying or laughing my way forward –

humbled by my missteps,

and blessed when I move

with grace.

Nevertheless,

and more and more,

I realize,

when I look up

from my preoccupation with

my own feet,

You are here,

You are here.

The dance we share

is as reliable as Life itself.

and its music

floats my heart skyward

as my soul

breaks into song.

Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018

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Perhaps just like you, I find myself on a journey of awakening to who I really am. My writing is my personal and deep exploration of what I notice along the way. I share it with the hope I am a beneficial presence for others. Blessings to you.

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