Days go whizzing by without a pause,
I try to catch one, but then watch it fly
away; no worries now, just take the leap
forward, but can’t forget to stop and think.
Life’s music plays, no choice for me but dance,
to take these days and try to make them sing.
Sometimes it seems I forget how to sing
and problems creep and mount that give me pause
but I have ones who don’t forget the dance
and help remind my feet just how to fly.
I don’t thank these enough, too tired to think
as day by hour by minute forms the leap.
Too often I regret failure to leap
when opportunities promised to sing
but regret begets regret again, I think;
I must accept what I can’t change, or pause
my life away, missing my chance to fly,
staying in my head, skipping the dance.
I’ve been invited to this gorgeous dance
where earthly angels turn, gambol, and leap
Seeing their joy causes my heart to fly
and joining with them helps my soul to sing
I choose to learn from that which gives me pause;
mistakes make us much richer, ones who think.
I’ve spent long hours in the land of think.
While happy times that cause my mind to dance,
sometimes the inaction appears a pause,
when everything within prepares to leap.
While outwardly I hardly seem to sing,
my imagination loves to fly.
When from myself I sometimes long to fly
this is the moment when I have to think,
what is it that can cause my heart to sing
and make my weary feet begin the dance,
to aid my aching soul to make the leap?
This is the moment when I pray and pause.
Yes, my soul sings loudly in this pause!
Faithfully, my thinking takes the leap--
my life can fly in this, the Spirit’s dance.