The Dance

When all is said that can be said,

when all is done that can be done,

when all is prayed that can be prayed,

I offer you my hand…

We sit in silence,

no need to speak.

Our spirits dance and rejoice

in the friendship we share

and accept without pretense

or expectation,

knowing there will always be

a hand to hold

and another spirit to dance with.

 

 

Shelli Carlisle © 2012

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