Progressed Moon into the First

There was always light
But I closed my doors and barred my windows
There was always music and birds and flowers
But I couldn’t see them

They told me there would be birth again
After the deaths and despairs
But you have to go through the Valley of Death alone
And grieve as your bury your dead

But when you are done with your crying
And your eyes clear
There is so much light
And so much love

So much love that you directed at everything
And everyone other than yourself
But that love is now for you
To build again, to be born again.

Do you feel it?
Infinite
Unconditional
Brighter than the Sun
Yours.

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