We free you to see yourself, as unabashedly as others have always seen you;
And provide the portal from being what you were to knowing what that means.
We expose the caricatures of comforting false beliefs youíve allowed to flourish within;
And smooth the scars of misspent intentions, unattended blemishes, and secret sorrows shunned.
We sober you with lucid knowledge that more of you is now buried to memory than what remains to be claimed;
And stimulate your conscience to repent of harm your wanton choices have brought yourself and others.
We release remarkable reservoirs of mind, in compensation for deepening deprivations of body;
And afford you the insight to extract core truths, instead of entertaining deceptive feelings of unknown design;
We shake loose your defeatist patterns of detailed dreams delayed;
And rewrite the shrinking signature you became into the providential poem you become.
We soften your heart to yearn for God with certitude of how little you have done or shall ever do, by yourself, for yourself;
And yield your knees to earth and head to heaven, so to render your destiny from the illusory and temporal to the authentic and eternal.
We awaken and adjust, counsel and console;
And who are we?
We are your final years, of this lifeís last look.
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