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Saturday, May 4, 2013

Grace by Astera Devi Maria

Of mind and heart, soul and spirit,
Grace; the thousand suns, the darkest hour.
An oozing puss of mystical reality,
Paradox comprehended for one brief moment.

A sigh,
Oh the sweet sweet breath,
What humbling rapture of true stillness.

Grace; the bursting Love of Being,
Generosity of existence - life and death.
To my knees I'm driven,
May I dissolve to merge more.

My tears flow;
in joy, in humility, in reverence.
A shudder taketh my breath away.
Gasping as my eyes close again,
my head surrendering the bow of my own crown.

Sweet sweet surrender...


Astera Devi Maria

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