Once you drop
all your excuses,
it’s just a jump,
skip, and a hop
till you can feel,
and then, wield,
all the power that that looses.

By now, you know,
that this is an inside job,
so, let go the places
where you’re stopped. . .

And then, behold
the fruitful work
that will ensue,

and soak in the satisfaction
that, through your soul,
right then infuses.

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