Monday, May 23, 2005

The Dance

I don't know who I am, I don't know who you are and I don't know what this spirit is that binds us together. What does it mean to have a heart that beats with yours? What does it mean to have a fiery, unquenchable, unwavering passion for a God I can't see, taste, hear, smell or touch? You have a thousand names yet I can't see your face. You hold the world in your grasp yet I can't seem to hold your hand. You have laid your will out before me but I can't seem to find my next step. You have a voice to silence storms yet I can't hear your whispers.

You are a mystery and you are the answer. Both the climax and the resolution. You are a paradox and a monument of reason, the beginning and the end, my hope and my uncertainty. I place my faith in you and I doubt you. I want to see you and I run from you.

Who are you - who am I?
What are you - what am I?
Why are you - why am I?
How can you be - how can I be?

These equations have more to do with poetry than they do with math. A relationship more than answers. Byproducts of one's own perception. Degrees of emotion, whispers of thought. Your truth is a rock but our relationship is as dynamic as the waves of an ocean. Gyrating to an unknown rhythm, dancing to an unknown rhyme. What is this song we dance to? Who's guiding our steps? What floor do we move upon and what dance are we dancing?

The questions I have asked all my life, but never knew it, are now coming to the surface of my mind. The horizon is small and my reality is smaller still. Today is my world and the spanse of life is all but forgotten. The temporal is what I call significant and all significance has lost true meaning.

You created me from dust but your creation is not complete. Birth cannot begin and end at the point of your masterful conception. Continue what was begun, master what you have started. The glue by which you fasten yourself to your creation must be completed in me. I don't know what that looks like, and I don't know what that means...

all I know is that I need you to dance this dance within me.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well put bomber. the things I have felt so often put into words!

Anonymous said...

Well done well done thats is so tru!!You put it so good in words