All the gifts you ever have desired
are yours immutably,
before time, perhaps before embodiment,
in full force still.
You can claim them
without a catch, without a price
They all are yours to give,
and, in giving, yours to bless.
In blessing, you are blessed,
along the circle leading back to your desire,
continuing and ever new,
as it is written,
as it will ever be.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 15, 2017
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