by: foxjewels love Michael Jackson Tribute grief Rememberance sorrow
pain and to Those I love and Miss Dearly
The Dance To Be With Thee
It's been a very shocking few days. I have not really stopped thinking about the tragedy that has struck The Jackson Family. Life is so precious yet so limited and unappreciated until the "last curtain call" The few last moments of life catches us unaware. What could we have said or done to make a difference. No time for regrets or I should haves. Time is up and everything that seemed so important lays in silence, no one to fill the shoes of the dancer.
Empty and quiet void of pain, no trees to climb and gaze in reverence for that is no morein the world once known. Reaching a better existence and acceptance to the place we can only hope and dream about.
Peace and tranquility love and acceptance without conditions. To love and be loved in return and to actually obtain wholeness. To feel only happiness and warmth wrap around us in the arms of Our Creator.
It makes earth and people seem so small in the vastness it carries you into. No long farewell, last hugs, I love yous, drenched in tears as visions become fainter as one slips away into the unknown. How I wish one last moment for us to give to them,who have a ways to travel.
How I wish for one last word of wisdom and warmth before all is cold and empty. I cry out for there is none, it is a selfish thing I wish for, even if to help comfort me,Me the one being left to drown in sorrow, alone, without your hand to hold.
Why such joy and then such sorrow to carry with us. What lies beyond when we can no longer cry, smile ,hurt and articulate the dance? The dance of a lifetime that took forever to learn. Growing with each step, feeling every beat as we are caught up in the rythm of life. Caught off balance and yet hoping we danced the best we could. Enough to return to love and to forgiving arms like no other has on earth. To face our Maker to hear the words "Well done my good and faithful servant"
What if, just what if we missed the last few steps to obtain , how trivial things are when there is no more. No more to share , achieve believe as we slip through time and memories racing backwards no time for regrets, flashes, flashes like movements so quickly the next one must go on, not missing a beat, no time to slow down, never stopping till all is fulfilled. How quickly it passes by. Those of us without parents to hold on to, facing the music alone. Ever dancing to different steps that we are destined to dance because the ones who love us are gone.
Oh, if I could but see what lies ahead and go with you hand in hand so I could understand and help you as we face these days alone. I could but wish and I'd be there with you.
Feeling assured that all is well that ends well. I too will welcome the unknown with open arms and know those arms are there reaching for me, to hold me once again in the soft bossom of unconditional love peace and warmth.
What have I to say for myself to my Creator that is ever knowing. What distance must I haveI gone to reach the depth that I will face you. On what level or merit must one reach to feel the glory of your presence and the angels singing as you safely bring me home.
I have felt the sorrows of tired and weary feet along my journey. I have felt the joyfulness of patterns and rythms that filled my soul so abundant when love surrounded me.When I was at peace within the rythym of life. Flowing through my veins are your musical whimsys, The path of life I skipped to, in step to the beating of my heart as you breathe with me. Silently I lay in the quiet hoping you will sustain me. Redirect my visions of hopes dreams and illusions as I sway to your gentle understanding.
Let my voice sound like the thunder and again be as calm as a gentle rain with my tears. Remember me oh Creator of the dance, that you are , So I may dance forever in your presence and love. and my beloveds that are waiting for me and those yet to follow my steps. May I dance assuredly with hope and faith without fear . Let my instructions be of one accord. Never faltering fainting forever learning yet teaching.
Carried into a forteit again and again and placing those round bout me in the calmness and peacefulness of your glory. Never misleading , but patietly guiding in love fortitude and grace . Movements so swift and sure yet so soft and subtle that I become the dance, you become the dance, of the Creator. Selah
In loving Memory of Michael Jackson and
My loved Ones I've had to Dance Without
brenda j. shipley fox
My loved Ones I've had to Dance Without
brenda j. shipley fox
By: Brenda Shipley Fox 
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