Unrecognized offerings from your heart
Worse yet,
Your offering claimed as someone else’s
Your compassionate gesture
So desperately needed
And so hard to give
Conjured up from the depth of your soul
Given freely
Only to reach the receiver
Masked in the hands of someone else
Don’t stop. Stay open.
Continue to give yourself freely
Even in the face of fraud
The Beloved within us knows
And your love gesture will be carried
On whispers of her wind
Into the hearts of who it is meant
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