Dancer on the dance

To us obedience is not a quaint word but a way to make first things the hurt soothing pleasures of the last You only see gauzes sweep upward with ease to us the work, the awe, the pain the holding out and the holding to, all our dance dialogue body to spirit, I to you Come practice with us take the leap the better part of yielding firmly partnered in trust Fall with us, paradise the perfect going, our fall only a coming back to rise again.