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|" The Sacred Dance"|
My eyes are dry; my heart is lost in the cold.
Somewhere - somehow, the dance was interrupted;
distractions came - other partners.
And so now, in the midst of all this religion I am serving -
this program I am living --
something is missing; something is broken.
The music has faded ....
the song has been silenced;
the heart of the dance has been lost.
I stumbled .... I fell down.
And I am left lying here,
paralyzed by it all.
Are You still there ?
.... willing to forgive ?
Strong enough to pick me up .... again ?
I am knocking .... Do You even hear ?
Oh, if You hear ....
please lead me .... back to Your door.
" ' Oh, Lost Heart --
Heart of My Heart.
I have not abandoned.
You left Me waiting here
a long, long time ago.
I see your invisible tears.
And I know your troubled heart, for it belongs to Me.
Return to Me .... dance with Me.
.... for even now, the passion bridled deep within
which awakens you in the night;
the unsettling frustration awaiting you each morning ....
the insatiable longing for true purpose ... this indescribable emptiness
that follows you throughout the day ....
the 'Intruder' you try to silence with external activity;
It is I .... for I Am .... beckoning you
to return to Me.
Dance with Me. '"