Mara

your eyes are closed
but your lips curl upwards
your hands are open
and water flows from your fingers

wash me clean, lady
let me drink that which restores
let me hold that which sparkles
let me see that which is reflected

bless me as I sing your praise
grant your waters to those who serve
who light your candles and keep your altar
and remember you

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