god ran away
when we imprisoned her
and put her in a box
named church.
god would have none
of our labels and
our limitations
and she said,
“i will escape and plant myself
in a simpler, poorer soil
where those who see, will see,
and those who hear, will hear.
i will become a god – believable,
because i am free,
and go where I will.
my goodness will be found
in my freedom and
that freedom i offer to all –
regardless of color, sex or status,
regardless of power or money.
ah, i am god
because i am free
and all those who would be free
will find me,
roaming, wandering, singing.
come, walk with me –
come, dance with me!
i created you to sing – to dance –
to love...
if you cannot sing,
nor dance, nor love,
because they put you
also in a box,
know that your god broke free
and ran away.
so, send your spirit
then, to dance with her.
dance, sing with the god
whom they cannot tame nor chain.
dance within, thought they chain
your very guts
to the great stone walls...
dance, beloved,
Ah, dance!
-edwina gateley