I reach out my hand to you to come onto the dance floor to dance in unisonance not stepping on toes or slamming doors. I have reached out over and over again but you haven’t accepted to dance with me in this life. The door soon closes and the only thing left will be the darkest hour before birth. You see my door soon closes and my fire never goes out for within this is where love stands taking me home for the grand barn dance. Call me square dancer if you must but this is the place where Jesus is in the manger and I step in with arms outstretched swinging to the call of the grand barn dance. For me this is home the quiet place inside where all else outside doesn’t even exist. Love opens and closes doors. One door I ran into took me home, it wasn’t closed but had been waiting patiently for me to enter. It was a time in my life that changed me inside quite suddenly. This door has always been open calling me home.