CALL IN GRACE

Dear Mary Magdalene

apostle of hearts

Come touch mine deeply 

so that I die and fall apart

into those pieces that remain

from shedding skin and healing pain

Artfully purifying who I am.

For all I seek, come lead and show 

that there is an opportunity for me to grow

To heal the wounds, to count your blessings

Let me touch grace in your kind presence 

As my heart opens royally.

My Queen, I strive to be just who I am

To walk my talk and sway my ken

Perceptions mirror faith

There is no right or wrong way to enter grace.

For your love guides me home.

Annabelle Bini | October 6, 2021

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