Have you ever noticed that wen the snow falls it fights gravity? A flake falling circles upward, dances right and left. Some are more resistant than others.

I want to be the dancing flake. The one who resists the pull downward into the depths of this world's reality. I prefer to live in joy, rapturous celebration. Suspended as I am between heaven and earth, I want to remember that my home is heaven. I am a citizen of another world.

He came from that world to rescue me from this. He bought my citizenship. He gave me dancing feet, reason to celebrate.

I can dance in the space between.