The moon swung open the garden gate and came on in, taking a seat in the wicker chair. She sat there for hours while I slept—the mystery of the night unfolding around her. Just before dawn, she tapped at my window, inviting me to join her. I put on my robe and padded out to see what she wanted. There she was, in all her glory, singing to the flowers. They moved to the sound of her voice.

God reached out His hand to me, “May I have this dance?” He asked.

I giggled and took His hand. We twirled under the fading stars—a gentle breeze stirring around us. We danced our way into the new day, into the hopes and dreams nestled in my heart.

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