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Come Into This Room

An open hand stretches out, the word "breathe" written or tattooed on the wrist

Come into this room, weigh into this chair, breathe into this body, the very body that will be you, for better and for worse, in sickness and in health, till death do us part.

Come into this day, raise your gaze into this light, this one steadfast sun who watches over all growing beings, even you, even now.

Come into this heart and break into the boundlessness of wild beauty, no beginning or ending in you, but flowing through like whitewater, reaching toward all that ever was and ever shall be.