Dance With Me Again

Stoic faces

Same ‘ol, same ‘ol.

They come in mad, sad,

frustrated and confused.

They are searching for more

but living with less.

They have guarded hearts with

fenced in feelings.

They’ve come to a place

where freedom reigns

and peace is heavy in the air

Where joy is freely delivered

and chains are forever gone –

yet they stand –

not moving, standing in

their own swamp.

“Come to me!”

the spirit screams.

“How I long for you

to dance!

Put your burdens upon me

let me be your peace.

I Am

is here

with all you need.

Step into the river

let the refreshing begin.

You are my children

and I

long for


Original ~ Jennifer Dayton 1/31/11


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