May you devote yourself
to life and all the many deaths
that living fully entails,
seeking excellence in every moment
and accepting imperfection,
for so much seems to be off
from your limited perspective.

May you know the cracks
in everything and the beauty
that they bring, the light preserved
in a niche, anointed by your
willingness to worship
in a way that does not interrupt
the unseen flow of generosity.

May the full force of your devotion
pull you deep into the ocean
of your own heart, here,
where you know love as a tide
that always returns you
to life, life, everlasting life.

May the quality of your love
hold all these many contradictions
in your broke open heart
and may you find these breaks
to be nothing other
than the breath of God,
devoted to getting you home.