This is the place I go to make bare my soul.
I light my candle and light my incense, bow my head in devotion.
I breathe.
Maybe for the first time all day.
I breathe, in the smoke, in the flame and exhale all that I have been holding in.
I breathe it out for devotion. For the purpose of growth, to honor.
With each breathe my heart lightens. My arms become soft, my neck releases, all because I have a place to bare my soul in devotion.
Keep it up. I love your writing! Also, don't be afraid to bare your soul-that's what this world is craving!
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