A ‘crown on pure love” indeed.

Source of Inspiration

castle

The task
becomes the gift.
Grace keeps our
feet above the water.
Grace is not charity,
rather a golden crown
seated on pure love.

Do not act through constraint,
leaving smudges of resentment
branding you as less than willing.
“I must, I should” are curses.
“I long to, I can,” are honey
on one’s lips.

I see without eyes;
Hear without ears.
There is no more whip
or reward. The lock
falls away. Unshackled, free from
slavery, the curse has ended.

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