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  • Writer's pictureKatie Kemp


Gather up all the sins before you.

Welcome all that’s been hidden,

Dare to face the stories

That tell you

You’ve been disqualified

From belonging


Simmer, condense, alchemize,

Fold it all in

These wounds are becoming healing salve,

For you

For the world

When the shame comes knocking

Love will make her the mother of light.

Everything you need is

Already within

The heart of gold you were given

Quiet and listen,

How do you see yourself in the eyes of God?


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