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Pentecost flames

Pentecost

I watch Your branches dance,

bathed in morning sun,

and wonder at the work

of Spirit’s breath

between the leaves;

what You have begun

You will fulfill,

and we who wait

so deep in peace

can feel so close

the heart’s caress,

Your touch in us to be disguised,

and go to make the day begin / be done in You,

breathing / breathed on Spirit’s breath,

branches asked to dance.

Come Dance with Me

Come dance with Me.

But Lord, there is no music.

Just dance with Me.

I am guiding you.

I am guiding you,

and you may know

nothing about it.

You don’t have to

hear the music

or know the steps.

Just follow Me.

You are like light

which enters a room

and transforms it.

You have no idea

how much good

you are accomplishing

by dancing with Me.

Mary Ellen Smajo
Mary Ellen Smajo
Mary Ellen Smajo has been savoring and writing responses to sacred moments since early high school, when she first began to notice and reflect on God’s tangible actions in our lives. She is a (“very happy and grateful!”) member of the Ignatian Volunteer Corps and serves as the music minister for IVC Chicago. Prior to joining IVC, she worked in clinical education; before that she worked as a medical physicist in the hospital setting. Her PhD is in medical physics, and she did her undergrad at Loyola University Chicago. “These poems are God’s; may they do the work for which they were sent. Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam.”

10 COMMENTS

  1. I TOO AM A DANCER WITH THE GREATNESS OF GOD IN AL THINGS AND PEOPLE. MAY THE GIFT OF SHARING OUR EXPERIENCE OF THE ONE WHO IS WITHIN AND AROUND US CONTINUE TO FILL THE EARTH WITH MUSIC AND DANCE. THANK YOU

  2. Thank you again Mary Ellen for your truly inspirational words. As I mentioned to you in my last reply comment, I greatly look forward to news your poems have successfully found a publisher. You fully deserve your poems to reach as wide an audience around the world.
    Patrick(Pat) – North East England.

  3. I want You to take my hand an lead me out the door and walk me through the trees and be the breath that I so lack and take my heart and make it beat in tune with Yours. And if I am to meet You soon let those who tend me know You are there, Loving me.

  4. Your poem helps me remember a time when I was able to do the dances of theNative American’s. For me to dance was & is a moment to move beyond myself and into a place that borders the divine. And now, I dance with the Lord. Thank you!

  5. We have no need to know what a difference we make, we just know that God is the lead. This makes the dance emotionally perfect.

  6. Your poetry touched me deeply, Mary Ellen. For years, often, my meditation flows to dancing with Jesus on the seashore. A very loving and calming reflection.
    Linda

  7. Pow. In moments I will participate in SpiritPlay for the first time. As I sit in my car awaiting the arrival of more of God’s beloved “movers and shakers,” taking in these words of dance and spirit delight my soul. Thank you, Mary Ellen Smajo. Thank you.

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