A paraphrase for meditation
Love, what love you give me.
I am your beloved child.
You hold me. You adore me.
People may never see my true self
because they don’t see you.
I am yours, now, in this moment.
I let go of who I should be.
I dwell in this moment, and your love.
The more clearly I see you
I reflect you.
This is my true self.
In my hope in your pure love
I become pure love.
—April 13, 2018