KEEP DANCING IN SPITE OF AGING

Unfortunately, I’ve gotten way too old to dance.
My feet just don’t work that way anymore –
Too wooden for the spin.

Yet my heart sings –
Is singing – right now!

You can hear it no matter how far away you are –
You can even feel it without being awake.

Yes, although I no longer dance –
My heart still sings –
In waking dreams that surprise even me.

Dancing without feet –
Deep down in my heart –
I suddenly hear the voice of Jesus out in the wilderness
Fighting Satan by outwitting him –
And being someone who always says “No” to evil.

All God’s power can be hidden inside a silver thimble.

The evil one and all his accomplices run away
When that tiny glittering container of goodness appears.

I’m wearing one right now –
A true symbol of God’s goodness –
It’s filled with tiny eye sparkles –
Which include every bit of love in my life –

Here, in this old, yet still innocently young
Body.

BLAZING BEAUTY

How is it possible to grow more beautiful while aging,
Especially given all the recent dimming
Of eyes, ears, teeth, feet – even balance?

Is it only our memories that are getting somewhat sweeter,
Especially the recent ones?

Those recent memories – the brand-new ones –
Having just been born –
Are certainly the easiest to grasp.

Primarily, it’s increasing gentleness that I have recently begun to accept –
Especially a gratitude for small gifts –
The unexpected ones, that aging’s been providing me with.

I think a certain kind of beauty does arrive with age – but mostly from the outside –
A beauty we might never have noticed before
That we can carefully turn and store inside ourselves.

It goes without saying that this kind of beauty constituted the original name of God.

So, as we get older, it’s our ability to accept God,
Along with God’s primary attributes – love, truth, justice, beauty and freedom –
That’s the source of any and all blazing beauty in our lives.