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
Becoming and Beholding 
Joyous!
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