My mind says I don’t understand.
My body says I’m not ready.
My soul says burn me up
and make me into the ash
you place on the Virgin’s forehead.
My words say I’m too mixed up.
My tears say I’m unworthy.
My breath says reduce me to dust
and gather me up in your hands
and breathe into me.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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