dance moment

a room
a bed
two chairs

a stark naked room of pain

a room set apart
for just that pain

in a desert more real
than the deserts of sand and heat

a desert
where man meets his God
face to face
both crucified

gone the subterfuges
excuses
rationalizations

man entering into the truth of God

all masks torn
and man becomes what he truly is

now is the moment of meeting

now is the moment of speaking

but no words are needed
in that room

only the steps of the Father
the reaching hands of Jesus
and the light of the Spirit
that comes like a gentle breeze in the spring
making clear all that was unclear

so that
in that stark
naked
room of pain

joy enters

the sick arise
and
dance with Christ