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Sacred
<p>May the bare minimum be turned aside at my threshold</p><p>may the indifferent stumble from the corridor of my light and never find rest here.</p><p>Let the careless who trample small things, those tender, holy threads... be routed from my path.</p><p>Let the unromantic pass me by, untouched, for I keep a place for awe alone.</p><p><br/></p><p>May no man who carries no vision believe his shadow belongs beside mine.</p><p>May ambitionless hands never learn the map of my door.</p><p>Let the ungenerous be repelled, let them find no foothold on the soil I tend.</p><p>May the unfeeling, the unsensual, the hollow-hearted... cut off from their depths, be called elsewhere.</p><p><br/></p><p>Spirit of Truth, draw only that which answers the melody of my being.</p><p>Bring the one whose soul burns like midday fire, who moves with purpose and plants with devotion.</p><p>Bring the heart that knows the small offerings, notes remembered, crumbs of kindness, flowers left unseen...</p><p>the hands that give as naturally as breath, the eyes that drink the quiet light.</p><p><br/></p><p>Let him rise to meet me, full and forward, never to diminish nor to take the place of what I grow.</p><p>Let his presence water what I tend, let his faith honor the work of my life.</p><p>May my aura act as a compass that repels anything less than reverence, less than reciprocal love, less than holy devotion.</p><p><br/></p><p>Let my energy call only that which is sacred, mutual, and brave.</p><p>May every step toward me be blessed by intention, courage, and remembrance.</p><p>And when love arrives, let it arrive whole, reciprocal as sunrise, steady as root, fierce as worship.</p><p><br/></p><p>Thus I pray.</p><p><br/></p>
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