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Surrender

Opened wide by Love
From the One it flows
That infinite wellspring
Of All That Is

In effortless surrender
The gentle ocean
In beautiful waves
Surges through My Divine Being

My Dearest Ones
Closer to you I Am
The Love of the Many
Lives in the center of The One


Copyright © 2004 William A. York
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