The marrow of who I amis a tree struck by lightningof anger and sadness, shatteringheartwood upon the earth.
The marrow of who I amis made by the only Motherwho stands simply at each and every door,listening to love's undying crymelt into her very heart.
The marrow of who I amis always creating new blood,a life innocent to this world,safe in the mystery of forgivenesses home.
Lead me from death to life, from falsehood to truth, Lead me from despair to hope, from fear to trust, Lead me from hate to love, from war to peace, Let peace fill our hearts, our world, our universe.
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