i tried to see the future through your living crystal eyes
but all i got was candle flames and clarion starlit skies
we danced and ran, our human hearts went pounding with the song
for drums and voices carrying a Word to make us strong.
your hand in mine, and both were warmed by other’s sacred fire
together in the sweat and dust we laughed, and hurried higher
in darkened halls past colored walls we dashed in drumming packs
and loud and strong the human song would ever echo back
as up we ran, and down again through ancient passageways
so, holding hands, our sibling band enjoyed our numbered days
through open doors to holy space we entered hand in hand
and laughed as we walked side by side into this promised land.
a few short hours and now it’s gone, that flame in winter dark.
my feet are sore but what is more - we’ve made a deeper mark
in hearts and minds the dancing finds a hallowed golden nook
where bright and pure and loud and sure, it’s there if you just look.
the days we had are ending now, but till that bitter time
we’ll live and love, and God above will play our song and rhyme.
–
school dance
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