I've had that song stuck in my head all day. Actually, it's been alternating with Rosemary Clooney's "I want to wash my hands, my face, my hair with snow".
I have to confess, I have no idea what they're singing about in "Rhythm is a dancer," nor (I suspect) do I want to. I mean, anyone who would say "I'm as serious as cancer when I say rhythm is a dancer" in early 90s pop-rap, can't be saying something helpful.
But here's something helpful:
Your spiritual growth has a rhythm.
Want to know more? Well...there's a foot of snow on the ground already, so I guess I'll be writing tomorrow.