Souldance ... and thoughts of Whitney Houston as we watch her funeral
How wondrous is the truth I found
The soul is not by body bound
It travels like a ray of light
And sees with universal sight
And so my soul will keep me whole
When senses fail and steps grow slow
This body is a tiny stage
On which the soul performs a phase
Come, fly beyond the day and night
Sway your soul to strains of light
God’s music falls like sweet, soft rain
Takes you past all fear and pain
Clap soul-hands, tap soul-feet
And dance to Heaven’s mighty beat!
(c) Jean Lowrie-Chin 2007
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