Dancing Shadows

Dancing Shadows

 

Ah, deep the breath that settles the heart.

This day promises its blessings, its pain.

Pathway vegetation flourishes, the ‘now’ does start.

Creator encourages an adventurous traveler in sun, rain.

 

What will guide this day’s mission?

Has my life’s pack all resources needed?

Are my trusted companions commissioned?

Am I rested, ready or is my brow fatigue beaded?

 

Spirit assembles all the necessary gear.

Word Made Flesh, hand on shoulder, smiles.

Creator abundantly provides just enough confidence, fear.

Together we begin our travel each step adds into miles.

 

Be aware of context, look about, sniff the air.

Does sunlight play ‘mongst the shadows real?

Light defined by darkness brings vision fair.

Interior wisdom must grow strong; how do I feel?

 

Shadow prompts from awareness of other’s acts.

Christ referred to splinters, logs in ones’ eyes.

Shadow paths get worn in by choices, painful facts.

Spiritual living has high definition, truth never lies.

 

Jung explored the inner jungle, a deep, tangled maze.

Honest venturers assess skills, weaknesses, gifts.

In trusted converse open up taboos, lusts, doubts raise.

Spirit brings boldness, relationships true; Satan loves rifts.

 

Therapy often begins, “What don’t we want to discuss?”

Many an adolescent lives out a ripe old age in denial.

Shadow-work done daily will never faithful life crush.

A powerful spice on the trek, always met by Christ’s smile;

 

Spirit never shirks from life’s full expression, powerful beat.

With healthy hearts, honest minds, strong muscles enter in.

Our dance-floor, life, meant for daily living not the rare treat.

Word Become Flesh partners each one, has overcome sin.

 

The Rev. Ronald Allen Melver, M.Div.

14.6.13