Deserving
The longing whispers off tongues in
Language written by future authenticity
The wondering well beneath days din
Swirls liquid poured in from preverbality
What source then the feeling—undeserving
Undercutting our dreams of intuition?
What shapes the states of unworthy
Holding back our voice; self-subversion?
No creature! on Earth holds beliefs
That fullness of being, be withholding
How can we not be deserving of relief
From any constriction to our unfolding?
Serving others in their pursuits of medley
With Wild hearts of compassion
May muddle that wondering underneath
For our soul purpose-deserving of passion
Generosity of spirit is our birthright
Our Nature, to be of service to Life
Who to serve first? yet our higher Self bright
Each of us equally deserving to bring Light!
Blessed be
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