Dear Universe
Thank You,
Unfathomable womb in which we create,
For the knowledge you so freely give,
About from which all things come.
Praise be to you for sight,
As I stand in the veil of reality,
Eyes wide open,
Letting in the light.
I find peace in the wisdom
Of knowing what to want.
As the hands of destiny and free-will clasp,
I offer my-self in service to the highest good.
You are my comforter
When the harvester approaches,
To reap his bounty, as I prepare
To navigate the road of seeming opposites.
Thank you for the light,
That it may shine as a beacon to others,
Who now walk on roads dim-lit with pain,
Holes piercing the darkness with every why?
I hold my urn unto the sky
And ask that it be filled for pouring,
On to others passing by,
As the wheel of life keeps turning.
My will is Thy Will;
What is Thy Will for me today?
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