the gift of the presence

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The sweetness of the constant Presence

Brings me to the love I am

In the center of the Lotus

A wild and crazy jewel lights the fire within

The grace of inspiration lifts me

Like a magnet drawn into the core

The cause of my very being calls

To guide me to what I came here for

There is a forgotten memory

So merciful within my soul

It sometimes whispers words to me

And lights the fire to guide me home

Sweet flame of this existence

The very lifeline that burns within

With the Gifts of God’s pure energy

From the source that reflects the light I am

These words hold some reflection

But words are not enough

The living breathing Spirit of existence

Allows us to learn from the tuff stuff

And that ever present Love waits

and the grace of the presence overcomes our fear

It meets us with the hearts embrace

With the promise given that brought us here

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