Alone we dance—LORD God and I,
Our spirits circling lovingly;
He takes a step. . . I follow near—
Ethereal the music here.
No one can know the pain, the tears,
The loneliness we span
Between the stars through time and space. . .
Waltzing to eternal plan.
Alone we dance—our gazes meet,
We smile, we know, we understand.
He winks, I cry. . . and we embrace,
Creator and created—face to face.
What rhythm beat from heaven to earth
On crimson feet for sin atone?
Alone He danced beneath a cross
From earth to heaven’s throne.
Triumphantly the dance moves on
And earthly visions fade
As in His arms I’m held secure
By the sacrifice He made.
—MarJean S. Peters