Sacred Softening
My body knows
has always known
my way back to God.
I dance
moving in slow sensual swirls
under the vastness of a moon-lit night
swaying until stillness fills every cell
and there are no hard edges
striving, panting, thinking
only breath
and heart.
Empty now,
I open into spaciousness
becoming the brilliant Night Jewel
boldly, gently shimmering her soft light.
And I discover that
I have always been
resting
shining
in God’s lap.
© 2011 Lisa A. McCrohan
Blessings,
How wonderful Lisa! Have you been dancing lately?
I was just contemplating taking a zumba class this morning, and was feeling a little scared to go – but your poem inspired me. Not exactly ecstatic, divine dancing, but I’m sure it will tap into something good!
Love you!