Dance in my eyes Holy Spirit, the waltz of the Trinity mine. The meld and the mingling set my heart tingling. It happens every time. I see through Your eyes to the Throne in its splendour; where Jesus stands pleading for me. The boldness that brings me is courage and faith that You are all You said You would be. So the wick that is smoldering, ignite in Your passion, to become in this day, lost in You. More of You less of me, just the weay it was fashioned by the Pen of my life...it was You.