God, Source, Love and Light,
I’m realizing all I can give you, is solely my truth.
Even when it’s ugly,
Let not my kind actions and words be nothing’s; forced, fraudulent attempt’s to prove something.
Let me not lie to myself, when my outward ways are brighter than my thoughts and feelings.
May I be authentic with You.
Knowing that the truth sets free; and to simply hide behind smiles and good deeds done mechanically and not from real being, is a game so well played by society, it keeps one from seeing what really lies beneath.
May I own my truth; my humanity.
And may I meet the dawning day when I can do and say generous and beautiful things from a genuine place.
May it be ever evolving, love resounding; soul conscious of what I mean and what I’m honestly thinking.
May I not deny these broken wings.
And yet, may I act nicer and kinder to all Beings, until I witness it being an internal Me.