Waiting for Bees
As flower and tree are innocent, so am I innocent.
Child of Innocence, along with all of life, this cannot be otherwise.
Created by Innocence, I too am free of guile. Every self accusation
is banished from my mind now.
Free to see, a new world rises before my eyes.
I am so grateful. And so it is.
Child of Innocence, along with all of life, this cannot be otherwise.
Created by Innocence, I too am free of guile. Every self accusation
is banished from my mind now.
Free to see, a new world rises before my eyes.
I am so grateful. And so it is.
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