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-wonder, dance and spirit-
And sit in darkness to wonder
as light creeps in
making colours deep,
how the heart stands warm
when peace within it flows.
When presentation fades
and rush of thought subsides
and music gently pulls
the spirit from its cradle
within my soul
and beckons it to fly.
And then my spirit rises
dance gently floating
as dim light temporal drowns
by light eternal
as spirit burns bright to worship
at the whisper of my king.
At His touch is lightning kindled
the way it dances near His throne
and i am now before Him
as His rest becomes my Heart.
"...His rest becomes my heart"
His relaxation is made into my heart?
or His remainder is suitable to my heart?
I choose the second, and my heart will be His throne...
~JLB
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