Dance With Me In Mid-Air

Come dance with me my love

clothed in white.

Lets dance like the butterfly.

Those white ones you see

that flit together joyfully.

Once enclosed in yourself

and crawling about in dirt,

I called to you.

I desired you.

You were not beautiful

but I loved you.

You heard my voice

deep down inside

and came to the place I desired

for you to rest.

And while you rested

in my love

things looked the same.

You continued waiting on me.

For the old you died

and your life is now

hidden in me.

And I began to do my work

in you.

All you knew 

was that I had hedged you

behind and before

and laid my hand upon you.

You had no clue 

what I was doing.

Such knowledge 

was too wonderful for you.

It was too high

and you could not attain it.

You surrendered to my plan,

my process

and you put on the new self -

the process of being made new

in the likeness of your Creator,

so that you may attain

a perfect knowledge of Me.

It looked dark.

The way was hard.

You couldn't see well.

Strange things were happening.

All you heard was "Wait".

One day, light came streaming

into the dark place.

And I told you it was time.

On unsteady legs

you waited some more.

And I said, "Come.

It's time".

We danced in mid-air.

You mounted on wings 

like eagles.

You ran and did not grow weary.

You walked and didn't faint.

Have no fear in the darkness

my love.

Your wait will soon be over.

We will dance in mid-air.