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Blessable
by Heidi Skattebo
I awake to your sun
shining on my face
in all its splendor.
As if you are hear
in human form
touching my face to awaken me.
I breathe your air
that fills my lungs
with the breath of life
bringing clarity
to my sleepy brain.
I hear your birds
singing sweetly in the trees
telling me how beautiful I am
and of the great day
you have planned for me.
I become aware of the special gifts
you will bless me with
as I open my heart to you
and remain blessable
in all its glory

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