Standing on your corner,my smile echoing yours,
I wait and watch as others play.
I've bared my feet,
and rolled up my pants,
but still I seem reluctant to get wet;
to enter into this engagement
over which you gaze
with such benevolence.
I'm eager
-- appreciative, even --
and yet there is some part of me
that's holding back
and staying close to you,
clinging to a towel
just in case.
Help me, O Holy One,
to dance in your reflected light;
to know where you would have me stand
and when I should immerse myself
in Love.
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