Dancing with the Beloved

Dancing with the Beloved

In your gentle arms I lay,

Lover, hold me close I pray.

Dance me your Dance of Eternal Love

Dance me your Dance, that is never enough.

And as Your gentle hands they stray,

across my face, wipe my tears away,

then Dance we our Dance of Love Divine

Dance we our dance, oh Lover of mine.

And so, gently into death I pray,

Dance me through my final day.

Dance with me now, through this web of time

Dance with me Dance, oh my Lover Divine,

oh Love Divine.

Saltsjöbaden 2002, copyright Lysanne Sizoo