They Dance in Worship

Toes and heels strike the floor.

Toes and heels sweep gracefully.

Some move fast while some move slow.

Bodies flow smoothly with practiced ease

They bend with elegance

They gyrate in ecstasy 

Lovers sway in tender embraces

They glide with rhythm 

and intertwine with compassion

The moon glides across the sky

As faithfully last night as it has since the first.

The sun blazes in Glory, Moving East to West

Scorching Mars and sustaining Earth

The wind blows calm and it blows with furry 

Making leaves and rain dance with its every whim

The oceans ebb and flow

Mighty, Vast, and powerful

Predictable in its movements yet wrathful in its devastation

with reefs as abundant as any rainforest 

and depths as barren as any desert

All dance in worship,

Though to what, who knows