Flesh grounded to earth, tethered to the Infinite, immersed in Gratitude

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    there are times when these words are written
            to no-one but myself

it is her
    the Vast Mystery
        robed in Beauty
alive within you

it is this flesh
    grounded to earth
        tethered to the Infinite
immersed in Gratitude

        who births a dancing star

these are your gifts
    blessed as you are
        that she shows you
behind her veil

you hold them to you
    as responsibilities
        rich with possibility
heavy with need

without your energy
    they are lost in the ether
        no voice in the world

yet without you
    Beauty has survived
        the ravages of time
in the souls of her people

you are but one
    your offering
        unique and world-changing
yet diminutive

if you stopped today
    to send butterflies
        they would still fly
still uplift those who need them

if you gave your gift a rest
    a brief respite
        Beauty would still inhabit
    small things and
all things

        and perhaps you would walk this earth
    a little lighter
        better rested
            more awake

and your gift would return to soul-family
    only to flourish
        in ways you could not begin to foresee