The birds fly in the distance,
let them go,
along with your worries, goals, needs, and lists.

Let go the people who are hard to love,
may they return purified.
May you.

Release your grasp on jobs, relationships, fears, to-do's, your body,
and the way you want things to be.

Let your hands relax open and empty and feel the tingling sensation in your fingertips.
This is life flowing through.
Breathe into it.

May the life and love and light fill you;
may your open hands stay light;
may they lightly fill with that which is good.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019


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