Bend, kneel,
in the gentle flower

of knowing.

Dance the steps,
in colors
from sweet-tempered earth,
from azure skies shifting,

rolling doubtless clouds;
your arching silhouettes
shimmering, aching truth.

Oh, Light,

warm, swirling
in the center of your being
accenting your every flaw
as you flourish in them.

Oh, strength,
how you shimmer
with effervescence

that only angels can relish in

like constellations
with all night to shine.



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