All divine grace
prepared me for this earth—
timeless grace,
an eternal sun,
ecstasy.
Endless seasons of awareness,
blooming like life
in spring's embrace.
The hospitality remains;
this is no jail,
nor a psych ward.
Beneath gracious heaven,
freedom thrives—
deep sea swims, diving
into fathomless waters.
Not drowned, but living—
in water, by water.
This grace,
flowing and unending,
readies me
for this earth.
Earth is my home,
a grounding reality.
Here, I am planted;
here, I grow.
Here, I will keep blossoming—
timelessly.
My time here,
a spring that never wanes,
I bloom and manifest,
to my own wonder,
seeds like me—
well received,
bearing invaluable wisdom.
I am grateful,
I will scatter my seeds
in every fertile heart
that welcomes growth.
MyKoul
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