gloriously more than enough

My bloggy friend pat is an artist, a poet and a dancer. She has many descriptions for who she is and what she does. One of her recent poems is my new favorite:

in the vastness of the ocean
does each wave have a name?
maybe
maybe not

it is enough to know I am part of the ocean
in fact, it is gloriously more than enough
in fact, it is outrageously grand
and I feel it in my bones
on my skin
flowing through my blood
whispering in my heart
silently dancing with my soul
I am part of the ocean
rising, falling, crashing,
breaking up continents
floating seeds
dancing and whirling
singing, shouting…

oh. hi. I didn't know you were here…

Wanna dance?

I loved her poem and sent an email with a (somewhat) smart-assed credenza. She loved my credenza and posted it to her blog. We "danced". What a lovely thing. In my heart I think this is what God had in mind for his/her creation... that we dance and sing and share our ideas/experiences/viewpoints without judgment or critique. We are all facets of the same diamond, all fragments of the same hologram. we are one.