Psalm 21: Smiling Towards the Sun

(The Dance, by Henri Matisse, 1910)

Psalm 21: 

Smiling towards the sun,
On angels wings I run,
Because my feet are clay, 
But my heart still craves the One.

Singing in the breeze,
My soul on bended knee,
For the Maker of the Day,
To laugh and sit with me. 

Dancing with the flowers,
In time that counts no hour,
Lost but not astray, 
With the King whose Love is power.

Come and run with me, 
To dance and sing so free,
Before the Lord of Days,
The King who loves our play. 

Spread Love, Spread Light,

Am Yisrael Chai