Going through my folders to throw stuff away I found some scraps of paper where I've recorded some gems. So rather than lose them forever I am putting them in the computer for someone to find?

Dance

Do you remember your dance. You promised to do it well                                                     

 Did you forget the steps to do, not listen to the words                                                          

You promised to keep on moving, and harken to my voice                                                    

With bare feet spinning in time to the song, forward you would go                                       

 How You would return with grand stories and many  tales to tell                                           

So don't forget your dance You promised to do it well

Voices

Can we know the future,                                                                                                          

Can we look ahead and see.                                                                                                 

 And if a vision comes to you,                                                                                                  

Can you know it's revelation                                                                                                   

 Or you've had a bad fish from the sea                                                                                      

Should you ignore a push on your soul                                                                                   

 Turn your back on the dream you thought?                                                                            

Or should you heed the warning it has brought                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

 Turn that Off!

Just like the new technology of phones and computer stuff                                                   

Can you turn it on and off when you have had enough                                                          

 Or does a dark song plague you like the flu from a foreign land                                             

Does it keep on knocking, beating like a band                                                                        

Have you tasted of how it feels, often, or once in a while                                                       

Make sure you don't turn away, for other voices beguile

You can find your way through despair and the tragedy of life                                             

 Listen to the small voice, it will guide through pain and strife                                              

How do you know which words to follow so you don't forget your dance?

Secret

The secret is simple, you learned long ago                                                                              

If a song leads to darkness or your vision turns dim                                                                

You will know the message is not from Him                                                                       

 If the words make you smile and your toe to tap and nothing stops your song                   

You have found the place where you'll have joy and know that you belong.