God, Undispensed In Its Gathering
God, undispensed in Its gathering
Always want to be alive,
To participate in our lives
Likewise we in Its.
Unprepared dancing
The kind whish catches us up through music
And throws heat from our bodies,
Heat created in Its present.
Unprepared dancing
Heat wave from us reaching you and you
Gather us up to one necessity
And each is swamp heat unprepared
And dancing God alive
Till some other God says
“Rejoice in stillness”
We will not listen.
We want heat
Close to light
And we dance, dance, dance
To God’s heat line.
poem by David E. Patton
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