offered by selfless hands,
received into an open heart.
Like the earth seen from the moon,
the depths of its beauty can
only be imagined in part.
It is life, it is love,
it is a death that frees one from dying,
passed from the Divine to us all
(parent to child)
but if that chain is broken by some terrible tragedy
it can still be found through the hole
that has formed from our suffering.
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