Delicate tendrils rise from the earth
It is a sacred dance
The drink offering what is needed to sustain and nourish
Bowing and bending,
Through the
Grace of allowing
This silent ballet to the symphony of Her voice is Life
In its turn, the Light glides into place
Illuminating, transforming, awakening
Every corner surrendering darkness
To the gentle shift of Becoming
Her beauty ablaze, anew
This is breath, this is Life
Thank you for the silence
Thank you for these blessings
Thank you for these gifts that invite my rapture
May I ever be worthy of such Love
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