May my speech be impeccable,
without sin or fault.
May my words reveal the heart
whether directly, straight from the heart,
or indirectly, taking circuitous routes
to discover the roots
of the words that grow
in the depths of the heart.
I will summon honest words
and bid them come forth
unhindered, uninhibited
from a heart
inhabited by dreams and memories,
by fleeting thoughts
that rise from passing occurrences,
life's serendipitous events.
All of this informed, of course,
by the most open attention,
the most serious and tenderly playful attention,
the awareness of joy and prayer,
the mindful loving of this so mysterious,
so beloved life.
May these honest words
be heard,
recognized,
and carried through time and space.
Copyright © 2015 Ann Tudor
www.anntudor.ca
http://www.scenesfromthejourney.blogspot.com
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