Blessed be your lips, that they may taste the sweet as well as the bitter.
Blessed be your hands, that they may create works which delight and move.
Blessed be your heart and your mind. May you always listen to both.
Blessed be your feet. May they one day bring you to me.
May your waking be blessed with gentle sunlight and the whisper of the breeze in the leaves.
May that breeze bring you the comforting love of friends.
Crossposted to artspark