Dance

He holds out His hands to me,
palms up in invitation.
I hesitate, unsure of the steps, the moves.

He smiles a smile so full of love . . .
fear is erased.
I place my hands in His.

We spin, we twirl, we leap,
We dance with beautiful abandon,
Joy bursts from our limbs.

And in the dancing,
I finally, totally, completely
LET GO.

By Janine Schorsch

(Janine Schorsch is a member of St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross Parish in Bright.) †

The Criterion