The Dance

A dance,
New we learn today
The steps are foreign and strange
Slowly we go
The music takes us away
We question now
Are we ready for the change?


We hesitate with doubt
Still the song is too strong
We wonder
Does our power hold the clout
Needed for a soulful bond

A new dance
Not to be rushed along
Far too profound
This waltz in our dreams
Gingerly we follow
Rhythms of new ground

Cautious not to go to extremes
Clumsy we are
A first, I let you lead
Trust is our grace
Leaves no scar
Unselfish in the heart
Our dance is not one of greed


So dear friend
My spirit does not fear
Joy laughter and smiles
We need not pretend
Let us dance and learn
My hand offered is sincere.

Denise Tetro © April 25 2004

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