For my girls.

May this medieval poem be the first of a million blessings on your day! I pray that you feel caught up in the dance with God and God's universe!

I cannot dance, O Lord,
Unless You lead me.
If You wish me to leap joyfully,
Let me see You dance and sing
Then I will leap into Love
And from Love into Knowledge,
And from Knowledge into the Harvest,
That sweetest Fruit beyond human sense.
There I will stay with You, whirling.