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I read the poem "RAPTURE" and remembered some thoughts I was having. It wasn't about joy, but was along similar lines. So, I'll share it here.

Waking.

Eyes fluttering, opening

thinking of how

harshly I’ve judged.

Merciless and cruel

like a bystander

with no knowledge of the

heart beating within.

Given one chance, one life

one body to grow in,

to experience life

in this unique way.

Embrace, envelop

and reconnect.

This venerable carcass,

this anatomical marvel,

this sack of skin and bones

has seen its share

of sickness and health,

joy and grief.

Find it all here and now.

Be present with the metamorphosis

And allow what is.

Replace judgement with jubilation.

Smiling.

Waking.

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