Gentle me, Holy One, into an unclenched moment,
a deep breath,
a letting go of heavy expectancies,
of shriveling anxieties,
of dead certainties,
that, softened by the silence,
surrounded by the light,
and opened to the mystery,
I may be found by wholeness,
upheld by the unfathomable,
entranced by the simple,
and filled with joy
that is you.
--Ted Loder, Guerillas of Grace
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