Quiet candle flickers

Wind whisks inside the. Window shut tight

Oh the cool air finds its way

And so do the thoughts-

Why are they the same.

If I thought them already why are they here again

A ceremoby

A release

A goodbye to those thoughts

I release them to you christ who 

Has only the power to wash away the

Iniquities and fill my space, my thoughts

With that of only giving.

I was righted- I was saved

From all that those thoughts speak of

I release the old to make room for the new

Which is so much more beautiful and open and exactly right for a future experience.

Amen