Move unto these wounded ones
the dawn
the knowing
the healing
that is theirs to unfold
the power they hold
to heal all they touch
if not by their embrace
if not by their words
then by their being
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The power held
Waking
Of all the deaths to die
and all the layers to shed
remember that birth lies in every waking
into the expression of love
infinitely connected to who we are
endlessly holding who we become
cherished upon the shores of our being
and treasured in the depths of our soul
our every sacred shelter of home
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The ancients whispered
And
they
whispered
here
you
will
raise
out
of
love
into
one
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I bow
I bow
I kneel
only
to love
coming in
going through
whirling
in and out of existence
into all realms
taking us all along
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