Bowing Before Mystery

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I bow before the Mystery,

which I do not know

and yet is part of me.

I recognize it in acts of selfless love.

I know it when I recall times of deep engagement,

times which were healing to both of us.

It comes upon me suddenly when I encounter

heart-stopping beauty.

I start this day bowing to the Mystery,

inviting it into my conscious presence,

praying that it will have its way with me this day:

subduing anything tight, mean, or small,

and replacing those with expansive, inclusive love.

May the Mystery be known in me this day.

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