Tripped by the Light Fantastic
By <font color=crimson>Faith •
<font size=2>Every placement of my feet
and flicker of my wrist,
every gesture of movement
and motion of my hips
is a prayer to You, Jesus,
more than expressed in words,
it's the language of my heart,
it has to be felt to be heard.
My footsteps echo praises
with arms stretched open wide,
my body sings Your glory
with every twirl and stride.
And even though I do not speak
or utter worship with my tongue
I am singing my adoration
in a language that cannot be sung,
it needs only to be felt
with the body not the mind
and through this dance I will pray
and I will be refined.
©2006