The Spirit is your dancer,
your soul the ballerina who dances the black and white dance
with the swan of your body.
Do not draw the ice surfaces of your kingdom into infinity
lest the Spirit goes wild into a mad dance with you,
but allow the Spirit that blows where it wants to
to dance the flamenco of eternal life through you
and you will fall like a snowflake
on the eternal fields of God’s Kingdom.
The Spirit of Truth 