It starts as a feeling,
the movement from inside
Taking me to a place
far and wide
As it spirals upward
my heart sees it in a glance
The feeling that is building
is the beginning of my dance
It is a gift
I have come to accept
Guiding me through my life
as I reflect
These are timed steps
that have led me here
To a place where
I’m free to shed a tear
This dance of tears
speaks to me of truth
I bend in a simple gesture
a gathering of my roots
With these roots
my dance creates anew
the truth of me
with a new view
For this is a gentle dance
that brings me home again
It is a dance that gathers me in
for myself to tend
I live each day
not just to cope
For it is my desire to live
the gentle dance of HOPE
This poem was written by Dominican Sister of Hope Connie Kelly, OP. For more of Sister Connie’s poetry, click here. For more poetry by other Dominican Sisters of Hope, check out our poetry archive.