Dancing With The Father

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Since the day of my birth,
In this place called earth,
I found great things, attainable,
But true peace, not sustainable.

So I joined the Father’s herd,
and accepted His love.
Though His ways seemed weird,
I chose to follow like a dove.

So, I danced with the father,
Took every step without a blink,
Flowed with every beat,
And imitated till we were in sync.

So, I dance with the father.
His routines are the best.
I know I’ll always be first,
Even when I’m put to the test.

So, I’ll dance with the father
Till I breathe my last.
His directions are clear,
So I’ll never be lost.

~ by Esther Ohifumere Adeoye

Inspired by the Holy Spirit

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