Is it possible to be present
with whatever is, each moment
Letting go, letting go, letting go
Old stories that bind
Letting go, letting go, letting go
Old stories, of what will be
You have never experienced
This moment before
Seen, heard, who you really are
Sadness, joy, anger, fear, love
Seen the green, green trees
Cheeks caressed by wind
Run on wet sand
Waves kissing your feet
Been blessed by sun
Heard Birdsong, thunder
Each breath full, empty
Opening, opening, opening
In light, peace, grace
To all that is here, now
In sacred presence
Let it wash over you
Anyone here
What is here
Just Love
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