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September 7, 2017 § Leave a comment

Hello dear, hello lovely.
I allow you to transform me.
Bless my body, scrub off my judgement,
cleanse my pores of disbelief,
trim my hair of disposable distractions.
Soak my eyes in peace,
bathe my mind in relief.
Hold my hands and show them the proper movements
of how to honor everything they touch.
How dare I encounter anything else without the utmost gratitude.
How dare I spread anything but complete
divine elegance.
Make me into a temple, my presence a refuge for all
who dare to come close.
Spread over me like wildfire.
I am yours.

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