Wednesday, May 26, 2010

from april 2010- written when a storm was a brewin.

I'm dancing with joy.
Will you dance with me?
When the sun is shining life is easy.
The clouds weep with joy and you begin to fret
You have no desire of getting wet
The ground may not be dry so you may fall
Falling while dancing would be better than sitting-
sitting inside wondering "what if"
Inside you went. Inside you stay.
You beckon me to come in.
To join you in your solitude.
I will not come
Complaining gets you nowhere
i will stand here in this storm
it will not defeat me
i have not forgotten Who is on our side- you have.

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