In beauty's wake you walk
unable to fill the mold you made
blinded by your own grandeur
hidden from your own unloving eyes
until you forgive the curse
you have inflicted upon yourself
unwilling to behold in truth
that which would astound you
for in your heart of hearts
lies the key you already hold
clutched so tightly in your grip
you refuse to embrace your bounty
and walk lonely and afraid
under dark shadows judging
scorning your divinity with
the fruit of your condemnation
unless you will give forward
what you have always owed
a dewdrop of your own love
sprinkled with the bliss of being
multiplying the ground to spread
wider than you can stand or gaze
exploding from your eyes until
all of your world stands amazed
glowing in shimming rainbows
touching every leaf in sight
while the ground gladly kisses
every footstep you give her in grace
in this new awakened light you find
your golden face unseen anew
stripped naked of all your hatred
drinking every moment that is
presenting itself in your honor
standing before yourself whole
unflinching and free at last
the world awaits you lovingly
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Photo: Dmitry Plotnikoff
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