Lift your palm,
kiss the center,
She waits there to kiss you back.
In your heart, She drums-
your pulse, Her rhythm.
The vision through your blinking eyes
of widest sky and massive cloud play,
that is She
gazing upon Herself..
Originating in you, or from the heavens- which?
Remember, One can not be outside itself.
She sustains, effortlessly
within reach-
You awaken
and Her breath is yours.

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