Dancing On the Rooftop

Doors close, children are tucked in, "Goodnight"s are whispered,
And one by one, the lights go out...leaving me alone with the dark and the wonders of
Nighttime winking through my window. But my eyes refuse to
Close, and my mind is restless with thoughts and dreams and questions.
I yearn for freedom; to cast away the chains of the ordinary and let loose my imagination.
Never before has the urge been so strong; the night calls to me: "Come!"...and so I
Go, I obey...I open the window and steal myself away: just God, the sky and me

On the gray, flat rooftop, with the wind and the starlight caressing my smiling face.
Now my imagination can do as it pleases. It takes away my unconfidence, my flaws, and

Transforms me. Gone are the braces, the baggy pajamas, the awkward teenager, the
Hurts and worries of the day...they have melted away, leaving behind an
Ever-maturing woman of grace and beauty, clothed in purest white. I

Raise my head and drink in the breath-taking sight of His handiwork, spread
Over the skies like a banner of His unfailing love for me. I can almost hear Him whisper,
"Oh my child, how I love you so! I delight in your joy, your wonder, your
Faith in Me. Come, come away; spend time with Me and know that you are dear
To My heart." So I come to Him, I obey, I follow...and I don't care who sees me; for
On this gray, flat rooftop, I only have eyes for my Father and Creator. And with
Praise on my lips and a song in my heart, I lift my hands to the sky...and I dance.